Working dogs watching a farm sale

Friday, June 1, 2012

Gus became a sheepdog


 About a week after the last twin male puppy was adopted, the last puppy was slashed near the eye brow by a terrier in the home over food. He probably could have used a few stitches but he didn't get them. I took him home to doctor him up and get him better nutrition as he was knukleing over a bit in the front pastern joints. (knees). Some other people called who wanted a puppy but they very often wanted a girl or were quite confused as to what a Kelpie was. Many people think it is a cute little something like a yorkshire and will sit on their laps all day or under the computor. They dream of a noble dog who will play with the kids all day but have no plan as to how to train a dog other than put him in the back yard when they are tired of the afair. It is amazing how many people just want a puppy and they have no idea of the breed. I began to sift more and more people out and soon it was apparent they would have to have about a million bucks and live in a mansion with a large estate and a flock of expensive sheep for this puppy to while his days away with, sipping champaign and getting steak on a daily basis.  I named him Gus and said he is here to stay.  He has a flock of sheep to tend to when he gets older but there is no mansion, no steak, and no champaign. But he whispered into my ear that he would settle for a bit of mutton now and again and a beer with his mates at the end of the day. And for the sake of the Dingo God,  keep him in a job.
Thanks for all who have inquired after he already got his name. There are a few more Kelpie homes out there it seems but the source has dried up here.