Seventeen years ago, I saw this darling puppy on line. I fell in love with his tail.(picture 1.) We drove from Upstate New York to Tennessee to see him in person. It was love at first sight! He came home with us. He was a smart little guy, so playful, and curious. One time, I was on a phone call, i heard squeak, squeak, arruu. I hung up the phone and rushed over to him thinking that something was wrong. Opie was squeaking his toy and talking back to it. Oh my gosh it was hysterical, squeak, arruu!
Once he was big enough to jump up on the couch, his favorite place was to get up on the back of the couch to look out the window. He watched the birds, squirrels , and chipmonks and let them know he was there. He loved chasing squirrels. They would run up the tree and Opie would sit up and beg them to come back down.
When we took Opie for walks people would stop us just to pet Opie. “He’s a what?” “Coton de Tulear.” I’d respond. “I never heard of that before! He’s so soft.”
Seventeen years old is a wonderfully long time to love a funny, smart, sweet little dog. No, Opie wasn’t just a little dog, he was a member of our family. Special! We lost Opie at the beginning of 2023. We miss him so much.
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