Coco loved to play ball.  He would play ball all day if he could.  He was always a good dog who never complained.  On Christmas morning he would open his own gifts and we would always give him a new bone.  When you took Coco for a walk and he would run into other dogs he would bark like crazy.  He was not sociable with his own kind until he was older.  Everyone who met Coco fell in love with him.  I can't believe that Coco was almost 16 years old.  I know that we have been blessed with his love for a long time, but I look around all the time and think that he is still in the house.  Everywhere I go I think he is behind me just like he used to be. 

I miss him dearly.  I am so thankful that we have videos and pictures of Coco all through the years as we were building family memories.  He is a part of our family that will never be replaced.