Owners's First Name
Arlette

A little about me...
Cocoa came to me as a wee kit and we bonded like mom and son. I would take him everywhere tuck in my sweat shirt pocket. He grew up thinking he was a little human and had the run of the house. Of course, we had to be trained to keep our stuff away from his teeth! He was smart and had a wicked sense of humour, and was loved by all. This is our wedding pose as he thought he was the best man, such a ham!
Despite the removal of an inch sized bladder stone at eight, and slowing mobility, he lived to the ripe old age of 14. I miss that fuzzy bughead. I love you Cocoa!