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It was two and a half years ago when we drove to Virginia and brought our Giant Puppy home. Coco is a Great Pyrenees, a livestock guardian dog. We got her to protect the goats.

It was a while before she could protect anything, though. Back then, she fit into a wash tub. That’s hard to imagine now. She barely fits on the porch. And we have a big porch.
It was a long time before we could get her to leave the porch, though. It was a big day. (See Coco Takes a Bow.) It was a big deal, people!!!

Dookie’s reaction: “I go down the stairs all the time and nobody cares.”

See? Dookie CAN be cleaned up! See more of cleaned-up Dookie here.
Dookie in the snow. (I love Dookie in the snow.)

We’ve had Dookie the longest. He is 15 years old. We’ve had him for about four years. He is a farm shih tsu. He is not a citified fancy shih tsu. Well, he was, in his former life, but he is now a farm shih tsu and he loves it. He and Coco became fast friends.
One of my very favorite posts about Coco and Dookie is The Path to the River and A Tale of Two Dogs.

Dookie is a grumpy-cheerful little thing. He is getting older, and he spends more time on the porch than he used to. He is also extremely jealous of every other dog in Coco’s vicinity. Which would be Boomer and Casper.
And that’s not even counting Rat Dog. If you missed An Unfortunate Affair, please, hold on to yourself. You might fall off your chair laughing when you read that one.

We got Boomer, who was originally named Spot, when my oldest son, Ross (the sailor), brought him home from the McDonald’s parking lot. He said he was my Mother’s Day present. Hunh. Boomer disappeared, and then we found him again, and ever after he was called Boomerang, or Boomer for short.
He’s a tiny yet magnificent dog. A hero! (In his own mind.)

(See Boomer’s Magnificent Find.)
We don’t really know where he came from, but he’s ours now. This is my favorite Boomer picture ever. I made it my screensaver a year ago and it STILL IS. (I should probably change that now.)

And then came Casper.

What a mess.
That was, of course, the last time Morgan paid any significant attention to him. Well, she did train him for awhile (and he did improve somewhat), but then SPORTS PRACTICE STARTED. And school. And that was the end of that.

He is the dog that upset all dogdom.
Not to mention chickendom. (See Suspect Arrested in Egg Case.)
Though he’s actually a rather beautiful dog, if you can get past how obnoxious he is.

He requires a lot of petting.
Coco has grown into her role as a livestock guardian dog. She guards whether it’s needed or not. It’s a natural instinct in a Great Pyrenees to sit at night (and during the day) and stare out into the woods and growl in a low tone. And bark regularly. She is letting any potential predators know that she is on duty. Dookie, Boomer, and Casper are her Keystone Kops. People often ask who is Top Dog around here. Without a question, it is Coco. She is the Giant Puppy and the Queen of all she surveys. The other three dogs are in competition for her attention. She is so big, she often doesn’t notice the endless scrabble for her notice.

And that’s okay. She is a Giant Puppy and she has work to do.

These are our four dogs. Heaven help us. Read all my dog stories here.
And find all my “Cast of” post here. (This is also linked in my “About Me” section in the sidebar if you want to find it again.)
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I loved all the dogs when I met them…even Casper the attention needer
And Boomer, Mr. Manners.
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They are all wonderful, now I can go back and read about all of them. I need a Coco for my little farm. She is probably my fav.if I had to have one, but I just ADORE all your (all dogs)dogs.
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I love your dogs – what an assortment!
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Thank you for sharing your pups with us!
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Urbanite, yes, we had to find a new home for Bluebell. She didn’t mix well with chickens.
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