Obituary of Tybalt Cooper
Tybalt Wooten Cooper
Tybalt Wooten Cooper shared his life with us from 2009 to early 2023. He died unexpectedly at home early mid-afternoon Wednesday. Although he had slowed down a bit and had difficulty getting in and out of bed and couch, he was a happy dog right up to the very end. Tybalt had enjoyed a weekend with his sisters Cordelia and Lainey this past weekend and had been every bit the playful pup that we always knew him to be.Desiree and Branan should not be surprised that he went on his own terms, at home.
Alternately know as TybPac or Tybpolcalypse or Tyb, he always found a way to get content with the situation. In recent years, as the family dynamics shifted, he just adjusted in his usual good-manner style and retreated to his favorite pillow and toys.
Tybalt had an uncanny knack for recognizing when Branan was getting ready to hop on an important call or host a webinar and decided at that very moment, he must go out and then would take his meandering time to check out every blade of grass in the yard. Although he gave meaning to the term OCD (omnipresent canine disorder) with his quirky character, Tyb enjoyed finding a place to lounge in the sun on the hottest days on the front walkway or back deck – he truly was a lizard.
He loved his late sister Lady Macbeth with every ounce of his being – they were nearly inseparable. Ever since Lady died last summer, he was stoic, confused at time, but also took up her favorite napping place under the table or behind the office chair. He gladly gave the alpha dog role to his siblings and, though not silent, he chose his woofs only when they were needed. He even adapted to Cordelia’s treat of choice- baby carrots.
He played favorites, gladly claiming the lower half of Branan’s body at night as his pillow and managing to gather every blanket to support him on the couch. With his numerous stuffed animals, he had two clear favorites – a dove and a sunshine. It’s fitting that he chose those two, because if he could speak, he would tell you “I am peace and I am the light.” When Branan was fighting a serious illness, he was always within feet to offer support or generally listening to him grumble.
Tybalt enjoyed his walks with family – he decorated every yard and sought out every squirrel or interesting lead along the way. He despised cars, but relished destinations to go play with doggie family members.
Tybalt leaves to mourn his mother Des and his human siblings Sean and Heather. A quiet force has departed our family – he will be sorely missed in the evenings and early mornings. He was well cared-for but he took better care of us every time we needed it.
