Category: Pets Photography
Posted: January 8, 2019
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No edits. Zoom on my beagle's green eyes

A chapter in the book Pets

Green Eyed Beagle

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My late lovely Beagle, D.B. Cooper, Cooper for short. He lived up to his registered name by getting the $80 out of my wallet, and either shredded or ate it. He was a great companion to my Lab and I. He had lovely rare markings and one of a handful of known green eyed Beagles. He now takes the form of a white dove that started visiting my lab and I within a couple days of Cooper's tragic, untimely death. This dove is the only one I've seen or heard in the 25 years of living here. Even when the dove waddles right up to my lab and I, my lab has never taken chase or even become excited. I think we both know that's our Cooper dove.
Post Type: Photography
Mixed Media: None This was Cooper (registered as D.B. Cooper), my lovely tri-colored, blue ticked, green eyed Beagle. His markings were rare and he was one of just 5 registered green eyed Beagles with AKC since the club's inception. Cooper didnt fit many of the typical Beagle stereotypes. He would swim at the river. He was quick to learn simple obedient commands. Which Beagles classically are impossible to train. Always having to find a way to investigate a scent or find a way to get to something purposely put out of reach. He climbed trees, he played for hours with my lab or nap with the cat. I have endless pics of him on his hind legs picking cherries off the tree. Unfortunately, he was killed at the foot of my driveway by a speeding motorist 2 1/2 years ago. It was the worse day in my 57 years. In my haste to get him to the vet, driving 85 mph for the 3 mile drive, often against traffic, I hit a curb, dislodging my tire's seal to the wheel. Driving home, and leaving Cooper to be privately cremated, that tire came off the rim, pulling my SUV off the road, onto its side in a water filled gully. The one bright moment was a visit from a white dove 2 days later. In the 25 years I've lived here, I had never even heard a dove coo. This dove would visit me and my lab daily. Often waddling right up to us. And my lab, being a natural bird dog, seemed to know the same thing I came to believe. It brought me great peace.

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