23/08/2026
Yesterday we gave our beloved Aussie, Cooper, back to God. He was only 5 years old. Cancer robbed him, and us, of a full life.
I want to thank the Live Like Roo Foundation for their support during his chemotherapy, Heather Elene for the beautiful photoshoot, and the teams at the Veterinary Specialty Center and A Gentle Goodbye Veterinary Hospice for helping us through the most difficult decisions we had to make for Cooper. Thank you also to our family and friends for helping us during this difficult time.
To my sweet Coopie boy,
We are so sorry that we couldn’t save you, but cancer had other plans. God gifted you to us 5 years ago, and yesterday we selflessly gave you back to Him. There are no words to express the profound sadness and pain we feel in our hearts and souls. We were not ready, but you were. We promised that we would never let you suffer and that we would be with you until the end. I know that our faces and voices were the last things you saw and heard as you made your way to the Rainbow Bridge, where Bella was waiting to show you the way to all of our family—both four- and two-legged alike.
You were a chaos coordinator from the start, always needing to be in charge of your littermates, which is exactly why Dad picked you. We brought you home and more chaos ensued as you immediately made your presence known to Bella and Re*****on. You were the cutest ball of floof and grew into the most beautiful Aussie—a 100% certified wigglebutt with crystal blue/amber eyes and the most flowy butt curtains or pantaloons! You were wickedly smart and had us completely wrapped around your paw.
You developed a deep love of socks and chanclas; if they were left anywhere within reach, they were yours. Only Dad could get you to drop them; with Mom, it was always a game of keep-away. As a puppy, you loved your ball pit, your stuffies, and us. You always had to be near us, and that never changed as you grew into adulthood.
You and your dad had a special bond, but so did you and I. Mornings were our time. I will forever miss your early morning full-body huggies, your sweet little “Coopie noises” before your full bark, and your full-face showers to make sure I got up. It was our morning routine every single day—you were my personal alarm clock that never failed. I will forever miss sitting near you while you ate breakfast while I sipped coffee and checked emails. I miss my bathroom bouncer, potty protector, and shower supervisor; no bathroom was secure unless you were there. Mornings are not the same; the house is quiet—too quiet.
Your love of “Lamby Babies” knew no bounds. You had little Lambys, regular Lambys, and big Lambys. Whenever we walked in the door, you would greet us with wiggles and a Lamby. You had the best leash manners for walkies and absolutely loved car rides. You loved blueberries, watermelon, and had a special fondness for eating the green tomatoes right off my tomato plants.
You were an angel from heaven, always there to give hugs and lick my tears away when I was sad. Your whole body would wiggle when you were happy. You had the cutest face with little lips that looked almost human. I will miss your nibbles on my ear, and I miss nibbling your cheek back. I miss the sweet touch of your paw—your way of asking for something. Sitting on the couch is lonely without you snuggled up in my lap.
Your brother misses you, too. Remi sits at the window looking for you and waits for you in the yard. He has been sleeping on your bed with all of your Lambys. We are taking good care of him, just like you did.
We have shed many tears and will shed many more, but we know that you are at peace. Run free, my sweet boy. Enjoy all the sniffs, treats, snackies, belly rubs, b***y scritches, and Lambys that heaven has to offer. This is not goodbye; we will see you in our dreams. Until we meet again.
All our love,
Mom and Dad
~Cooper's loving family