Likes: Walkies, rides in the car, treats, herding everyone and everything.
Pet-Peeves: The doorbell and the mail. Bark-bark! He doesn't like his picture taken.
Favorite Toy: Any old bedspread to pull stuffing out of is fair game! He likes to chase Sammy, but can never catch him!
Favorite Food: Chicken, beef jerky, toast (He has to always have half of mine.)
Favorite Walk: Up around the neighborhood, especially the places the bunnies are.
Best Tricks: Give paw, sit, stay, down, speak. and UP! (stand up on hind legs) but just for a second or two.
Arrival Story: I was living up in another state and a friend of mine had just bought Vin from a breeder- he was to be a working dog because this was in the country where people had horses, sheep, etc.
They had just wanted him for a pet. It turns out, they couldn't keep him due to the landlord- and there was no fence. She told me she would probably take him back to where she got him-but Vin had already met my dogs I had then, and he was so shy. I told her: "Don't take him back there (besides, they docked his beautiful tail- AND they had named him "Vicious"- I renamed him, of course), I'll try and find him a good home." Well, we bonded so quickly, and he was already a member of the pack, so I just adopted him myself! He's still very shy with people and dogs he doesn't know. He's been that way ever since I got him. But if you meet him and become "a trusted human", he'll be asking you to pet him over and over and over....ooo, scratch the ears, scratch the back, wait, where are you going? He loves to be petted. And he's got a terrific "herding" ability!
Bio: I've had Vinster since the summer of 2000. He was about 6 months old when he came to live with us. He's moved with me over 1500 miles, seen me through losing my three other dogs, has always been there for me, and is never, ever more than a few feet away from me at any given time. I know he's a dog, but I sometimes wonder....he's just so smart and I could swear he knows what I'm thinking! I've never seen a dog like him. To say he's loyal is an understatement! But anyway, having a working dog and no livestock to herd, keeping Vin occupied has been no easy task. He loves to have a "job" to do. He doesn't need a leash on our walks, so I let him carry his with him, tucked into his harness. That way, he's free to "herd" the rest of us people and dogs up in front, and make sure everyone stays in line. He's focused, and that makes him a happy dog!
It's only been a bit over 2 months since you left. I was a wreck. All I could think of was: "What did I do wrong?" It took so long for me to realize that it was YOUR time-the Vet said you were okay at your last check-up. A month before you left. I was angry at the Vet.
I slept with your collar and tags for a month. I miss you sleeping at my feet. I always moved to give you room. I kept looking for you to be right by my side, like you always were. It took me a week to finally turn the page on my calenders to the next month, I hurt so bad.
I had prayed so hard that you were well and free and running about like a puppy again- On one of the calendars, the "Defenders Of Wildlife", where the wild wolves are so beautifully photographed, after that prayer, I finally turned the page to July- on July 5th- (You left on June 28th), and there was my answer.
A stunning photo of a black/white wolf, running at top speed, running, running. That was you, Vinster. I know now that you are free and running like a young dog.
Then another strange thing happened. After that, your brother, Sammy started to lay by my feet. Sammy never did that before- and Casey, well, she still has issues, but she's much better than before.
I was mourning you one morning, missing you, having my coffee, and I looked down, and saw a large white paw! It was Sammy! Under the kitchen table. He's been there ever since.
He was laying just where you used to. I think you sent a message to Sammy.
Thank you, my long-time and beloved friend.
I still miss you, just as I miss your brothers and sisters before you.
I know, now, that you are enjoying freedom from old age, and pain, and you told me that.
I Love You, Baby Boy, My Vinster. You travelled and had a great life, always rode in the van, walkies and too many treats!I tried to give you the best life, before I adopted you, you were tied outside by your previous owner.
You were the smartest doggie I ever had, and you were there for me when no one else was, and you helped Casey AND Sammy to be "inside doggies", after they came to live w/us from bad homes. Bless you, Vin.
Hi, doggies. I had a good life. I was getting old, and other tumors were coming like lightening- I was getting cataracts, Mom is beside herself- I JUST had a check-up a month ago!
Anyway, I love you all, and I'm in Heaven now. It was time for me to go.
Mom can't write much more. The Vet said I was okay in May, the last 2 weeks, were bad. I died in her arms, before my Vet appt. w/ another Vet.
Love to all,
So sorry we haven't been in touch. Mom said to tell you. All last year, she was planning on her trip to go to WSPA's Sancuracy and we had a massive power outage. All airports shut down.
When she finally got us to kennel, and was packing- she thought to call airline- British Airways- had printed out ticket and boarding pass- had an hour and 1/2, to make sure (power just barely came back), and the person at B.A, said- sorry, you should already be ON THE PLANE. Mom said: "What"? I have time-
no go- B.A. took her right off, and kept all the money from the flight- refunded fees and taxes. Nothing.
So Mom Tweeted BOOOO British Airways, taking advantage of a disabled veteran, and it was a charity trip, for animals! BOOO!
Well, Guess what, they responded on twitter. Huh . Guess they don't want a bad name.
Sorry to go on. Mom was so depressed, she coulden't write, or even check email for a month!. Make that 2 months!
Take care all pals, we love you, and tailwags to all.
Love, The Vinstmeister