After Rusty died at about age 12, I knew I needed another pet in my life, and Koco is the dog who is now sharing my home. Koco is a boxer mix. So many people have told me that boxers make great pets. I am believing it.
Years ago my family had a recording of songs about dogs. One stanza was about boxers. “I’m rough and I’m tough, I’m a boxer.” I don’t remember the second line but then it goes on, “Of course I’d chase a burglar if I saw one in the hall, but just between the two of us, I’d rather chase a ball. But, even though I may look very mean, I’m really the friendliest dog you’ve ever seen.”
I love how Koco is so agile, how much she uses her paws, and how affectionate she is with me. And she’s very intelligent! She has learned my daily routines and is happy to be with me. She’s learning to enjoy riding in the car with me. She hadn’t been taken for rides before. The people who gave her to me didn’t have a car, so, no rides.
She makes me laugh. She looks at me so earnestly and if I talk to her, she talks to me! She starts with a little cry sound, escalates to a whine and then erupts into a volley of barks. I don’t know what she’s saying but it certainly seems that she is having a conversation with me. When she is talking to me, it makes me laugh. I laugh a lot these days!