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Local cocker spaniel Sparks is, by any and all reasonable account, the best stinking dog on the entire planet. From his naturally shiny fur to that sly smirk Sparks’ owner Trish Johnson knows is just for her, Sparks stands head and shoulders above any pup on the block.
“Who’s a good boy?” Johnson can often be heard to ask Sparks, though everyone already knows the answer. “You are. Yes you are.”
After Sparks was adopted by Johnson in the summer of 2005, the dog seamlessly integrated into the family, housebreaking easily and getting along well with Trish’s young nieces and nephews. Sparks stayed so still for his shots and vaccines like you wouldn’t believe. He has this funny way of sitting that makes him look like a tiny, furry gentleman. Now nearly seven years old, Sparks shows no signs of slowing down. Just last week, Johnson and Sparks played Frisbee in the park, and Sparks reportedly caught the disk in his mouth over a dozen times.
More than that, Sparks is a terrific listener and always willing to lend a floppy, sympathetic ear: “Of course I sometimes tell Sparks things,” said Johnson. “I just see that intelligent glint and know there’s some clever little person behind those eyes.”
Sparks is well behaved and would never dream of barking at strangers. He reciprocates love and attention unconditionally, like no human can or ever could. He gives the best kisses, his tail-wagging is without peer and to watch him flop his ears is to watch an artist at work.
“He really is the best pooch in the history of anything,” said Johnson.
