My favourite Cookie

We met Cookie three years ago at Serangoon Gardens. He was with a middle-aged woman. When we stopped to pet him, she asked if we would like to bring him home. She had found him wandering nearby and brought him around the neighbourhood to ask if he belonged to anyone. Nobody had seen him before and she couldn’t keep him. We said “Yes!”, opened the car door and he walked right in.

Cookie is a mongrel with a unique brown coat. We suspect one of his parents is a Labrador. He has the sweetest temperament and treats Rusty like a little brother. He lets Rusty eat first and never steals his food. You can always find them playing tag or just romping around the yard together. He enjoys rolling on the grass and basking in the sun. He particularly likes to sleep under my car. He’s not very agile and often bumps into us as he screeches to a stop. Yet, when it comes to meal time, he eats with such finesse.

He always looks like he is deep in thought as he stares at the floor for the longest time. Well, I think he is a wise dog for he knows when to walk away from dog fights. He always comes out unscathed.

Though he’s loving and friendly, he’s also always wary. We think he’s a Houdini in disguise. He never wears a collar or a leash. Somehow, he knows how to slip out in a flash. For the same reason, he had eluded many baths. Hence he is always scratching.

He may be stinky and clumsy, but he’s still our favourite Cookie!