Everyone who looks at our Cooper assumes they are looking at some pedigreed pure breed of the highest caliber. They always are a bit surprised when I mention that we adopted him from the humane society- and even more shocked when I mention his dirty little secret. He's not all golden. This picture never fails to crack me up. One of these things isn't like the others. One of these things just isn't the same. That fuzzy little golden one chowing down on that puppy mush is our Cooper. The rest of the family looks like his mix-breed black lab mix mama who was kindly rescued from the shelter when she was oh so very pregnant they thought she'd pop any minute. She gave birth in her foster mom's garage the next day. Thanks to some very dedicated volunteers this story has a very happy ending- all seven plus mama found good homes including of course our Cooper!