My significant other, Gil, dug up an old photograph of a dog, Winslow, who was the son of Gil’s favorite dog, Schulz. Winslow, who was owned by Gil’s previous significant other for his whole life, ended up becoming a tripawd due to an injury when he was a young pup.
We had gotten Charlie Brown (Cooper’s brother) because of his strong resemblance to Schulz and our previous dog, Hector. He was sort of a combination of the two — looks-wise.
And then, 7 months later, Cooper’s original adopters returned him to the rescue organization due to their inability to treat and care for his seriously injured leg that needed to be amputated. And that’s how we adopted Charlie’s brother, Cooper. We had to wait for the amputation to take place, then recovery, and we adopted him when he was 8 months old.
When I look at photos of Winslow and Cooper side-by-side, I can’t help but notice the uncanny resemblance.
Cooper, 2013
Winslow, 1978
Both photos taken on Cape Cod!!
