More: Cookie Dough was dumped at the shelter at 10 years old. He was so sweet I named him Cookie Dough. He was not fixed, and had a 3 inch mass in his gut. He was so fragile they let me adopt him without being altered. He lived for an amazing 10 months after my adoption. In those 10 months he lived as a king of the farm. He was happy and LOVED till his last breath. RIP Cookie Dough......Momma Loves you.