Cookie -- The Real Rock Star.

My Dog Cookie is a rock star. She was beamed from another planet to torture us with her unbearable cuteness. And watch out, those big brown eyes will eat you alive....









My Mom brought cookie home about 10 months ago, form my little sister's friend's house. Cookie was being repeatedly attacked by the families older dog, and we were looking for a friend for our other poodle sally. She was Trembling and cried every time you put her down for the first two weeks at my house.

She is a big girl now, clocking in at three times the weight of our poodle sally. She is my co pilot, my personal assistant, my shadow and my partner in crime. I couldn't ask for a better dog, she loves children and babies and has never snapped at anything. The only thing that bugs Cookie is when Mr.Holly, my parakeet, steals the kibbles out of her food dish.

Cookie requires 24/7 love and attention. She'll cry when I'm watching TV sometimes because she wants my undivided attention, and eye contact. Her eyes are so big and expressive it freaks me out sometimes.

She came with me on my Mission to drop off some presents at Tommy's house from his fans. Cookie Rocked her Ray Bands and hit the road with me and my girlfriend. She wore the glasses all the way to his house. In the picture above she is attempting to hypnotize him with her Super powers and it worked.

Cookie is has her secrets. Shes loves to hunt crickets, and roll in anything disgusting like mud or cat poop. She rolls in something almost every week. I think she just might like the attention of getting a bath ^-^

Cookie is going to be a licensed therapy dog like Sally when she gets a little bit older. She doesn't know her commands very well. Sally can sit, speak, roll over, lay down, hop on two legs, and hop in circles on her back legs. Cookie know "Sientese" ("sit" in Spanish) and that's it. However Cookie has already had practice in therapy. One time, I found a lady crying in my driveway. She told me that my house was her childhood home and that her brother had passed away last week. She wanted to look at their hand prints and initials in the driveway. I didn't know what to say to her so I handed cookie to her. She sat on the concrete and cried into Cookie for almost 20 minutes. Cookie licked her cheeks and wagged her little tail and had the lady smiling. Cookie is a little angel.