My friend Jessie has two dogs, Finley and Cooper. Finley I introduced you to last week when I went to meet her, Cooper I left out of the e-mail because I was having trouble photographing him at his best.  Cooper is a super nice dog, and probably the issues with my pictures of him just had to do with my poor composition, poor lighting and whatever you call red eye in dogs.

Well, that and the drool.

As wonderful as Cooper is he has a tendency to drool in high stress (or moderate stress, or light stress, or exciting) situations. This makes him very lovable, a bit pathetic, and much to Coopers dismay does not encourage people to pet him.

Finley’s arrival clearly was a bit upsetting to Cooper and who could blame him, just look at what the little monster was doing to his feet!

Over the weekend Jessie came out with her dogs, visited for the afternoon and than babysat while John and I went out on a date.

YAY JESSIE!

Even taking into consideration the excitement of the visit Cooper’s drooling was not much improved. I was just starting to worry about the drooling and it’s consequences.

Worries like…

-Jessie is going to fall down becuase her entire floors will be covered with super slippery dog drool, then once she hits the ground Finely is going to maul her to death in a way only cute puppies with needle sharp teeth can.

-Finley is going to fall asleep near Cooper, Cooper will be scared to move, the drool will come faster, Finley will drown in the slime.

-Cooper is going to suffer from dehydration, causing Jessie to bring him to the vet, which will make him drool more, the vicious cycle will repeat until Cooper resembles a mummy.

Needless to say I was relieved this morning when I found this in an e-mail from Jessie:

” Cooper is starting to come out of his moroseness, he’s a bit more relaxed = less drool.”

Now I can stop trying to gather a Life Alert button, puppy sized snorkel, and IV fluids!  Maybe tomorrow someone will even get close enough to pet Cooper!