Eccentric, Smart and Simply Cute Coco
by Linda LaRoche
(Las Vegas, NV)
Staring, shining, scintillating — who is this doggie and where did she come from? Was she the pedigree darling of some Las Vegas stage performer?
Actually Coco’s story reads like a version of "Little Match Girl," a short-story by Hans Christian Andersen. Cold and hungry, and left to die alone in a foreclosed home. It was her barks that saved her.
She was taken to a place called Lied Animal Shelter, where she most likely questioned the meaning of life and play. There, in late November 2011, she was spotted by Linda who mistook the lick on her hand as a kiss when it may have been the scent of an apple she had just eaten. Here Linda thought was evidently her puppy. She also mistook the thoughtful look on Coco’s face for tranquility.
Once out of the Animal Shelter, Coco began to make her presence known. She wasn’t the least bit anxious or suspicious of either people or animals. She was the friendly canine at the doggie park, fiery, high-energy and comical, like three little girls rolled into one dog. At home, she was subtle and unsubtle, loudly indignant and softly stubborn, sly, sweet, resourceful and interesting all the way. Most of all her primary interest was on running, catch-me if you can; wrestling and playing fetch. On those occasions when she shows her ardent temperament she cocks her head and you see wings and halos circle her head. She is a thoroughly engaging personality, and has brought a great deal of affection and zest for life to our household, our neighborhood and to everyone she meets.