You can read about Coco's story in yesterday's post, and there will be more about the dogs in tomorrow's post.
The children and I basically had Coco all to ourselves for just over two years. Coco’s birthday is one day before Anne’s, on December 8, and Balu’s birthday is the same as my mom’s February 20, of course, a lot of guesswork went into the pup’s birthdays and even my mom’s Gregorian birth date is pretty much made up by her. Still, the coincidence did not go unnoticed by me. Strangely enough I do not have any photos of Coco when she first came home. The only picture I have of the two month old Coco was one that a friend’s friend took of her and it is in black and white. Here it is:
Then came Balu. I started looking for her because Zach thought Coco needed somebody to play with. I found her also at Pets Alive! When I went to see her she was at a foster parent’s apartment. I remember the young man brought two puppies out, one, a similar color to Coco, and the other was with coloring on her face, a husky sort of face, but her “mask” was more prominent. It looked as if she were wearing one of those Roman warrior helmets. Of course I immediately fell in love with her. Here’s a couple of photos of her when she still had that helmet. Later in the year, when she grew older, the nose flap in front shrank away.
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