Cooper died Saturday after a short but devastating bout with aspiration pneumonia. He was maybe 13. He was a very good guy. Cooper and another of his best friends,  Sara, watching me read. Taking a break on the trail, with Sara and Lori. Birthday boys, 2013, the year I got him central air. We celebrated …

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It was another tough day at the office for Cooper, with John moving room to room with his books and computers and that much younger short-haired pointer Sara visiting all afternoon. I caught my usually watchful dreamranch pal resting his eyes after an early dinner tonight. Previously on dreamranch: The no-so-bookish club.