Cobber was a dog who tested his luck, but the luck held until yesterday, two months almost exactly to his 15th birthday, when he died peacefully and without pain in his kitchen, surrounded by his family - a long life for a Labrador Retriever, especially one who ate his Halloween candy wrappers and all. He was a dog who enjoyed his meals, and other people's meals too. In that he was no different from other dogs, or anyway, other Labs. Yet I've had many, many dogs in my life - two still remain now, a Cavalier spaniel and a younger Lab - but there was none like Cobber, and there never will be again.
Read all of David Frum's column here.
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