Nicknames: His full name is Harold Cowboy Porkchop Cheekbones Tapeworm Monkey Pee-Pot Bedbug DeLoach.
Birthday: March 10th 2010
Likes: He loves playing with the agility equipment.
Pet-Peeves: He has separation anxiety when I leave the house.
Favorite Toy: Everything not nailed down and some things that are.
Favorite Food: He's not big on food, but if you have a treat, he wants it.
Favorite Walk: He doesn't know how to walk. It's all running for him.
Best Tricks: For all of his mischief and rambunctiousness Cowboy has excellent leash manners.
Arrival Story: My uncle bred cattle dogs, but when he got sick he had trouble taking care of and finding homes for the litters that he had. I took them all home and got them to the homes that he told me about and the rest I fostered for the local humane society until we could find homes for them. My uncle wanted to keep one because his cattle dog had died shortly before these were born, so I picked Cowboy for him because he was the friendliest and easiest to approach. I told myself that if anything were to happen that I would take care of Cowboy. My uncle died before I was ever able to get Cowboy to him, so he has joined my pack.
Bio: Cowboy is always into trouble. I don't think a day goes by that he is not at least in a little in trouble. He's a good boy though or at least he wants to be. He is great with all the other dogs here and he has learned not to tackle the cats. He still wants to herd the goats when he's not supposed too, but he isn't an over-aggressive herder, so that's not really an issue. He is really enjoying learning about agility. Right now he has a jump and he loves to run and jump over it. He is a very active guy, so agility is the perfect drain for him and me.
Mom said I had to write a diary entry to get the word out about how great it is to adopt a dog. I'd rather be running around playing right now, but adoption is really important, so I guess I can sit still for a little while.
I was kinda sorta adopted, but not really. You see the man that bred me was mom's uncle. He got really sick when my litter and the other litter that lived there were ready to go to new homes. Mom works with lots of humane society dogs, so we all came to live here. She got my brothers and sisters to the homes that her uncle I had already contacted. There were still more than a few of us left, so mom got us into the humane society's program. All but me anyway.
Mom's uncle had been herding cattle with my great grandpa for more years than anybody can remember and he had recently passed away. Mom's uncle wanted one of the puppies to raise and I was the one she picked. She said I was the friendliest and sweetest of the bunch, so I was perfect for that kind of work. I would be around lots of people at the stockyard and on farms, so I needed to be comfortable around strangers. Well, I never made it to mom's uncle because he passed away before mom could bring me to him. Mom said she would take care of me if anything were to happen to him and here I am. Oh yeah, and all my brothers and sisters found forever homes too.
Mom says I am the most in trouble little son of a gun the farm has ever seen. The first time she took me to meet the cows I ran up behind the brahma bull and sniffed his back hoofs. Mom almost fell over. The bull didn't care though. I've never had to herd the cows and they've never tried to chase me. I love herding the goats. I get in trouble all the time for herding them when I'm not supposed too. Oh, the kitties are fun to herd too. Also, jumping in the fish pond and then getting covered in dirt and running inside and sliding through the house is great fun.
That's enough about me finding a home though. It seems like us cattle dogs can find homes pretty easy. Mom has moved a few of our litters through here and we tend to get adopted very quickly. My best friend Leo is not like that though. He has been here for about a year and no one has even sent an e-mail to inquire about him. He is a big black dog and they are tough to find homes for. He is super great and I love him. Mom says she would adopt him in a heartbeat if we didn't already have so many sweethearts living here. I am keeping my paws crossed for him though and I know one day the perfect people will come along and sweep him away and love him forever. Now time for me to go run and get into some trouble.