Dear Littlest Ninja,
Of course, you were also a big time pillow hog. For such a little guy you had a lot of strength in you to pull pillows away from whomever was lucky (Or unlucky) enough to nap beside you.
I mean, how many pillows could a 12 pound dude need?
Another thing we’ve done is figure out just what breed you were.
NOT a Yorkshire Terrier but an Australian Silky Terrier.
That accounted for your bigger stature, ease with the hot weather, and most of all, the slight curl your fur had when it got too long or just after a bath.
See? I KNEW you weren’t a Yorkie even though everyone insisted you were. I just thought you were too big to be one.
They’re all the same as when you last wore them, they even smell like your oatmeal shampoo too.
It’s all these familiar things that help us remember you without the crippling pain that any pet parent can identify with.
Of course, then I’d never want to leave right?
We still miss you little Cooper.
We always will but we’re learning to focus on one simple fact: We had you to ourselves for a time. You were our silly faced ninja boy. So while we will always miss you, we will also remember that we were incredibly lucky to have you even if it was for a short time.
P.S. I’m sorry for all the times I blew raspberries on your tummy... Okay that's a lie, I’m not sorry, it made you kick your little feet in the air and you got hyper. It was cute.