It snowed!

Yippee!! It snowed! For those of you who don't know, I love the snow. I love the feel of the soft fluffiness sinking under my feet and the taste of fresh snow in my mouth. Plus, our house is so pretty when it snows. I love it!

Location:Boston MA

Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!

It's Thanksgiving break at Harvard Medical School-- so I get another vacay. Hooray!

We just made it to Ithaca, NY. It's very bucolic and picturesque here. Lots of places to sniff and to go potty on!

Most of all, I'm with my family. I love it!
Happy Thanksgiving!
Go Pats!

Harvard Union protest

I was a part of the Harvard Union protest yesterday for a fair salary and affordable healthcare. (yes, we pups need health coverage too!) I stood out on the quad with 300 others-- and they even gave me a button. It says, "Harvard works because we do."

They're baaaack!

So the school year has begun and the students are back. I've been a busy guy. A week ago I helped the new students get oriented to the library and today another group of 15 came to see me all at once. I thought I'd take a breather in the late afternoon and sneak a nap, but a nice lady on crutches came to spend time with me. So rather than sleep, I turned on the Coopie-charm. She stayed an hour and a half. I heard the evening librarian telling my Mama this. She was so proud that I did my job and brought a smile to yet another person.

Now I'm exhausted and am looking forward to a good pillow and a little R&R.

I made it to NPR!

Roll out the red carpet It's official. I'm famous.


Last week, I was the topic of an Associated Press article. This week, I was featured as an answer on the NPR show, "Wait wait. Don't tell me."
I think Jeopardy might be calling soon!

Today's my birthday!

It's my Birthday! Hope I get a steak from Mama and Papa.

Happy Valentine's Day!

Check out this meal Papa and I made for Mama. We made a seafood chioppino, Milky way martinis, pinot grigio and lemon bars for dessert (I had turkey jerky). The candles were my idea, but since I couldn't reach, Papa had to light them.

Anyway, all my love to the ladies this Valentine's Day!
~Cooper

Countway Staff

This is the montage of The Countway Library staff.


If there is any confusion, I'm in the center of the first column. (Can someone tell my agent that all photos must be taken from the front from now on?)

Anyway, my Mama was surprised to see that I cooperated for a profile shot. "I'm not stupid Mama. They said , 'Cooper, let's take it from the Right,' and I said, 'ok, how's this?'"

I can't bear to watch!

I can't watch Papa. Just tell me if The Pats win, ok?

Go Patriots!

Go Pats! Gotta love Tom Brady!

Okay, so here's the truth. Often times when I'm on campus, I hear people calling out my name. "Cooper! Coooooper!" "How's it goin Cooper?" Sometimes I know them, sometimes I don't. Nevertheless, I wag my tail and let them rub and pat my head. It's all good. They think they're friends of mine-- I think they're fans.

I tell myself, "This is what it's like to be Tom Brady!"

I still got it

Mama came to pick me up after work today and was surprised by a student that called out my name near the library parking lot. I ran up to him with my wagging tail and butt when I heard Mama ask, "Cooper, is that your friend?" Then the kid quickly said, "Everyone's Cooper's friend. Cooper only has friends!"

Yeah yeah kid. Thanks. But Mama, let's get it right, k? Everyone's Cooper's fan.

My sad sad life

I didn't know how good I had it in California. Now that I'm back in Boston, my life has fallen apart!

You see, yesterday they forgot me; today, they forgot to FEED me!!! In the dog-world, that's a cardinal sin.

It went like this:
After their long day at work, I greeted Mama and Papa with kisses and a wagging butt and tail. This exchange resulted in Mama preparing my food for dinner. She dishes that yumminess onto a fresh bowl and begins to set it in the microwave -- when lo and behold, she finds my breakfast still in there!! Yeah, that's right-- my Papa forgot about it this morning and left without feeding me! Oh Papa, how could you?

Woe is me. What has happened to my idyllic suburban life?

They forgot me.

I returned to work today. Hooray! I could barely contain my excitement to see my colleagues and patrons.

The day went by in a flash--with only two little exceptions:

First, my Mama forgot to pick me up. (Apparently, she had errands to do after work and asked Papa to get me.)

Then, 5pm rolled around-- no Mama or Papa. 6pm rolled around-- still no sign of Mama or Papa. 7pm rolled around. Unbeknownst to me, my family was at home, just about to go out to a Thai restaurant for dinner when my Mama asked, "Where's Cooper?"
I've been told that Papa looked up and said, "Oh $&@! I forgot him back at work!"

Thanks guys! Now you remember?!

So poor little me waited and waited and waited and waited for someone to come for me. I'm thinking I might need to hire a driver.

Is that my Grandpa?!

I don't think this picture needs any explanation. I just couldn't believe my eyes! What got into my grandpa?! I think my innocent little puppy mind has been scarred by all that I've witnessed during the holiday festivities! Oh the debauchery!!!