Favorite Toy: Kong Wubba, or anything you can throw or play tug with
Favorite Food: Chicken Hot Dogs, Blue Buffalo
Favorite Walk: Off-leash in the woods
Best Tricks: Far too many to list.
Arrival Story: Ever since we took in a "rescue" Border Collie when I was a child, I have loved the breed.
When the timing was right I searched for BC breeders in our area.
I came across Hollowshot after a few days of searching. This breeder seemed perfect. Breeding for both form and function (Does conformation as well as the dogs have the true Border Collie mannerisms).
Weeks later we visited her farm. All of her dogs had great dispositions and looked great.
We were welcomed by Coby's dam to see her litter. 2 black and white, and 3 "gold" and white.
My pup was the one with the spot right on the top of his head.
Bio: Cobain is an all around great dog.
Extremely willing to learn, and receptive to almost everything. He's got more personality to him than I've ever witnessed in any other dogs.
Although he does seem to have a superiority complex about him.
I constantly receive compliments on how well behaved and "not crazy" he is. It all comes with good genetics, proper training annd the approximately 8km of off-lead running we do on a daily basis.
1. I really like Agility, and went to my furst trail with less than a years worth of training
2. I am fed partially raw
3. Yes, I am a purebred border collie BOL
4. I love to pose for the camera
5. I am too handsome for my own good
6. I'm also too intelligent for my own good
7. Mom seems to assume that I think I'm human, since I am not overly high strung, or calm either. But in truth, I know I'm a dog, and I know I'm smarter than any human too ;)
I Tagged Kaiser, Bonzer, Fling, Karli, Monty, Buddy, and Odysseus!
So Mom's taking care of this really old Irish Setter, who so far, I have yet to identify as a real dog. Maybe mixed with some sort of cat... hmm...
Mom came home today and was just sitting with me watching some TV, when she thought she saw some sort of yellow blur out the back door.
She got up to look, and sure enough there was another dog in our backyard. She went outside to check if he was friendly, and to check for tags. Which he only had one and it didn't have a name or number on it.
She let me and the beagle outside to see how we'd get along with this dog (to keep him in the backyard).
We were fine, and did a good job of keeping him there, not that he showed much interest in leaving.
Mom realized that he was not neutered, which was probably the cause of his wandering.
Mom decided to take me and the runaway up the street to look for his home. On our walk a golden retriever/lab decided that he was going to follow us. So now Mom was up to 3 blonde dogs BOL.
Then she heard someone calling a dogs name, so after she told the new dog to go home, she asked the people if she had their dog. The lady said "no but we've lost our lab!"
So the new lab and I walked down the road a bit with Mom to see yet another lab running around someone's yard. The dog ran up to us and Mom got a hold of his collar. That dog belonged to the lady we had just spoken to. So Mom held the dog until the lady came and got him.
Then as we were walking down the road a car pulled over and asked if the lab was our dog. Mom said no, and the lady jumped out and said "Timber!" Turns out that he is her "granddog" BOL. But before mom could tell her that the reason he was probably wandering was because he wasn't fixed, she left. She was very grateful though :)
I have an upcoming Therapy test on April 20, and what started out as a nice walk in the woods, ended up being the pawfect test preperation!
After my walk with Mom, Grandma, and Oz; Mom decided to take us up to a camp that her aunt was holding with the "Girl Guides" (inside a building).
We only intended to be a few minutes, so Oz and I were left in the truck whilst the hoomans went inside. Then Mom's aunt mentioned a tasty deer carcass in the back woods on a trail. Mom, being quite excited about my free food oppurtunity, let Oz inside the building and took me out back.
Unfortunately, after the hour of searching, Mom and I were unable to find it.
We went back inside and to my surprise, there were about 20 little girls all running around!
I've never really had this experience before! Needless to say I was quite excited, so Mom took me over and got me to sit as all these little girls came up calling me "Toby" BOL, and petting me. Now we all know little girls aren't always the most gentle haha (though these ones were pretty nice to me) but I was very patient :).
Then one little girl came up to ask if she could walk me around, Mom was a little hesitant because if I decided to run, I could pull someone over, or possibly play nip someone.
After a bit though, Mom gave the leash over to the girls and I ran and played with them (supervised by mom of course!). Then when they all went to bed, I came back to lay beside Mom.
Mom said I was a very good boy today! And I had a blast! I hope my Therapy Test is just as much fun!