Border Collie
Picture of John, a male Border Collie

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Home:Sanger, CA  
Age: 9 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 26-50 lbs

   Leave a bone for John


Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

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Quick Bio:
-purebred-three legger-service dog

Gotcha Date:
October 28th 2009

April 12th 2007

Being with his human, chasing sheep or squeaky toys

Loud noises and break-away sheep

Favorite Toy:
"The Squeaky"

Favorite Food:

Favorite Walk:
Around the wheat fields

Best Tricks:
fetching blankets and toys by name

Arrival Story:
When I was a little over a year old my owner sent me to round up some run away goats when out of nowhere a bear attacked me. He broke my right back leg in three places and stripped the skin off of it, he also took a big chunk out of my left side and neutered me at the same time. The bear heard my master coming close and decided to run, good thing too because my master would have let Big Boy, my Great Pyrenees friend, eat him alive. Even though I was beat up and bleeding I still made sure to herd those goats for my master. I was confused and upset when the girl who would become my new master picked me up and ran to the truck, she was letting the other dogs herd without me and I still had a job to do. I had to spend the next 5 weeks at the hospital, they had to amputate my leg but it didn't really hurt. The next day I was trying to get someone to play fetch with me and to let me out of my kennel but they kept telling me I had to take it easy, pssh border collies don't take it easy. When my new master finally brought me home she made me take it easy too, but it was ok cause she always took me on long walks and would carry me back if my legs got too tired. A month or so went by and finally my master took me out with her in the pasture. I was so excited that even squirrels and fighting barn cats couldn't drag my attention away from the sheep at the other end of the field. Finally she said the words I'd been longing to hear for a long time "John Come Bye!" I shot like a bullet around the sheep in perfect form herding them back to my master. She told me to drive them into the next field and then called me back. I didn't understand why she was crying when she hugged me and told me "that'll do" but after that no one ever doubted my abilities or told me I'd never herd again. I'm still happily chasing sheep and have even learned to herd big cattle and I never give up. Now I even have another job being a psychiatric service dog for my master. And just like she never gave up on me I'm never going to give up on her.

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