Coco

It's time you saw Coco, the first dog Jimmy and I adopted. In 2004, brought home from the local humane society just before Christmas Eve. Sore and drugged after her mandatory "fixing", she was quite relaxed while we had a visit from my old time friend John Bullwinkel.
When Bruno entered the scene here on Iron St. last April, Coco became the most long suffering dog in Creation. By the term "Creation", I am most definitely not suggesting that I don't accept Darwin's theory.
As Bruno has repeatedly required Veterinary attention, Coco has only needed her check-ups and shots, the usual stuff. Lately for Coco it is like Bruno gets all the attention; soaks with Jimmy in the tub, the giving of pills with slices of lunch meat, "the cone" (not that Coco would really like to wear it), the foot sprays and all.
Any way, she is such a good dog and as you can see from the photo quite the charming beast. We are generally un-molested by the poor Jehovah's Witnesses, door to door sales/fundraisers, and the like. Bruno, despite his posturing, is really a push over and not to be relied on in the protection department.