Cooper has always been incredibly easy on toys. He still has a stuffed teddy bear that my friend Dawn picked out for him the day I picked him up. That was over a year ago. He plays with it regularly and it still looks great.
He prefers to shred things he finds in the trash. (He is only 16 months old, he can’t be too perfect or we will figure out that he’s actually an alien).
But generally we assume that the things we give Cooper will last a long time. So imagine my surprise when I noticed something amiss before I had even put in my contact lenses in the morning.
My perfect poodle was completely naked. He wasn’t even wearing his permanent accessory, a slip on Martingale type collar (think a fabric prong collar without any prongs). I have evidence that he was wearing it the night before.
A few feet away, at the top of the stairs where Cooper usually brings his overnight conquest of the trashcan, was his collar in two pieces.
I have no idea how it broke or if my poor pup was in a panic that caused him to have to break it. All I know is that I’ll have to replace it. Because right now he’s wearing a collar I only intended for him to wear when I bring him to cheer on Northeastern by the side of the river. And that collar was too expensive to end up on the ground.
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Perhaps he’s making a fashion statement?
Or possibly he’s a nudist.
Considering how happy he is when he’s shaved down to nothing, I think he’s a nudist.