Sixteen years ago, I decided to get my mom a dog for her birthday. She had told me when she was a child, her family had a black Cocker Spaniel. So I went in search for a black cocker at the local pound. I was elated to find almost exactly what I was seeking, a black & white Cocker/Dachsund mix puppy, about four months old!! Unfortunately, he had just come in and wasn't available yet. I called every day until he became available for adoption. I took him home and started working on house training him in preparation for giving him to Mom. About a week later, I presented him to Mom, who loved him. To our dismay, she found her apartment complex was cat only, so she gave him back to me. I was overjoyed! I had bonded with him during the time I had him, and was more than a little sad at the prospect of giving him up.
Since I had recently divorced (and lost custody of our dog), I was excited about Corky. He was the best puppy. He went everywhere with me. He got used to being in the car. He was such a trooper. Sure, we went through the puppy chewing time, but for the most part, he was both a joy and a treasure. He was my constant companion; truly my best friend! Corky was also a good judge of character! He's seen me through thick and thin. I reached for Corky whenever I was sad, and he seemed to always know when I needed him next to me.
Unfortunately, we lost Corky this past January. His kidneys were giving out, and he had a cancerous tumor. We had him euthanised at home and I miss him every day!!! BEST BOY EVER!!!!
San Jose, CA
