Can you guess what Coop liked to do as a puppy? I'll give you a hint: he destroyed the rug in the picture above, ate a chair at my mom's house, ate half a Christmas tree (ornaments and all) and even occasionally ate a live victim.
I'm sure you get the point. Having a puppy is NOT fun. They are born cute for a reason, because if they weren't, people would punt them out a window after about two days. That's a conservative estimate.
I have to admit I've become fond of the animal. Today is his seventh birthday. I used to make fun of people who celebrated dog birthdays and now I post pictures of my dog dressed up in a party hat. Life surprises you sometimes.