Here's my Catahoula Bulldog Chase he's about 5 months old in this pic. Down from tried and true working dogs.
My pair of very very very spoilt pups... Rogue on the right and Alligator on the left.. ...they are full brother/sister but from different litters.
This is Chuy. Someone left this little guy at a 7-11. My wife's friend found him and had him for a few weeks, then we decided to take him. No idea what his breed is yet. We gotta take him to the vet and get all his shots up to date and groom him. He's a great little dog. He's so sweet and just wants love. I've only had him for about a day and a half now, but he's already stolen my heart. I love this little guy.
I don't normally share these pictures with people outside of Facebook and close friends. Just seems weird. But I love you guys, even Nem and Silli. And we love each and every single one of our fur/feathered kids. They all bring us joy and grief in their own way. Soon, with the new property we hope to add some more horses (one for my Son, one for me and some training horses for the wife to work with then sell), as well as some cows. My dad with our German Shepherd, Ranger, around 1991. My dad got him as a puppy the day after I was born. We had to put him down right after my 9th birthday due to cancer. The wife and I with our children! My oldest with her pony, Paris. My oldest on my wife's Arabian Our Nigerian boys The hens and Rudy the Rooster when they were a day old. The kids woke up to them in the living room on Easter this year In this picture you can see the famous Red "Badass" Chicken in the group. The sole survivor of the great Weasel attack of 2015 Our girl Moxie. She's a AKC Border Collie and arguably the best dog I've ever had. She's smart as a whip and has the best personality. She does like to roll in horse **** though, which drives me insane. Her and my dad have never got along, until I made them sit together on the long move from NH to NC And our newest addition the day I brought him home. Rescued him from the local shelter when he was 8 weeks old and had scabs from fleas all over him. Original owner no longer wanted him. Marty the Border Collie. He's a goof ball, and hard headed, but I think Moxie's going to turn him into a great farm dog one day.
I had an Aussie for a while, I love the Merle coloring. She's beautiful! I agree, having a working/herding dog isn't for everyone. But after owning 3 of my own, I'll never go to another group of dog. My first introduction (besides our Shepherd growing up) into herding dogs was my roomate in the Army. She had the most beautiful white/grey/black speckled Blue Heeler and she was the smartest dog I've ever met. I met her when she was 4, and my friend said that the first 3 years were absolutely terrible. She was a pain to train, and could never keep her out of trouble. And this dog was raised on a farm, not an apartment! Sometimes it just takes a bit of work, and some maturing - but they can and will turn into your absolute best friend. That Blue Heeler would come cuddle next to me, as if she knew when I was having a bad day. Very very smart breed of dogs. My Border Collies do the same. When my wife is sick in bed, our oldest will just sit with her. All day, not even getting up to eat or use the bathroom. She stays by her side until she gets up. Did the exact same thing through all 3 pregnancies. They pick up on our queues and can tell when we need extra protecting. Our puppy, Marty is really rough. He's a puppy. He jumps, nibbles and pushes but when he gets on the bed with my infant, he immediately turns into a protector. He'll just sit with his head next to hers and snuggle with her. He never tries to nibble on her or get rough with her. They're exactly the same age. He was 8 weeks old when I brought him home and my daughter had just turned 8 weeks old. They're going to be two peas in a pod.
This is my Avatar laying on the far end of the couch from me. Basically we have trained him to be a puppy (for the rest of his life).
@CWB -- Does that surprise you? Where does he sit? Sidenote: Gravely is the company my oldest son works for. He covers southern Missouri and southern Illinois.
Dogs are like a combination psychiatrist and Ninja. They sit and watch every waking moment and all that you do. They know when you get up from the couch whether you're going to the refrigerator or the bathroom. They know when you are happy and when you are sad. And they always seem to know the right thing to do.
Get a Siberian. They're the big awesome cat that behaves like a dog for people that are allergic to cats. I'm allergic but not end-of-the-world allergic
