Nicknames: Misty, Miss.T.(T stands for trouble),puppy girl, crazy old woof, woffit.
Birthday: October 16th 2005
Likes: Running fast, we have the perfect mountains for this
Pet-Peeves: The lead. I only put it on to cross the roads. She pulls like mad, but when off the lead she runs back and fore in front of me like she is scouting out the territory for me
Favorite Toy: Bouncy ball and a well chewed toy dog
Favorite Food: She eats dry dog food made specially for fussy eaters. But she loves all table leftovers - especially lasagne and pitza
Favorite Walk: The old railway line here in Maesteg has been turned into a cycle track and she can run off the lead. I walk 2 miles, she runs about 10, back and fore.
Best Tricks: If you bounce her ball she will jump up to 5 feet in the air to get it. She can also open the fridge(it now has a child lock on it)
Arrival Story: We origionally went to get a dog from the Rescue Kennels. But they weren't happy with the fact that my son has Asberger's Syndrome (making it difficult for him to socialise) - I don't know what they thought he might do to a dog -he's a very sensitive, loving boy. Also they weren't happy with our fence around the garden; aparently it's not high enough.
We went to breeders instead. We knew what we were looking for. She didn't run up or jump - she came to us quietly and sat by our feet. She was a little bit short for her breed, she had a small nip out of one ear (hardly noticable now) and she held her tail to one side when she walked. In other words, PERFECT.
She seemed to know the difference from day one; she's calm and submissive with my son and rowdy and playful with my daughter.
She has no formal training but has done wonders for my boy.
We always had to tell him exactly what we wanted from him, but now he can take hints-he knows Misty wants a scratch if she sits on his feet or she's after his food if she puts her head on his lap
He's even starting to take hints from humans now too
Misty has been the best medicene in the world
Bio: when we go for a walk people always say "Wow, what breed is that?" She is a Welsh Border Collie but being blue merle rather than the classic black and white leads to confusion
People ask if she is a Miniture German Shepard, a husky, a Wolf-dog, or even a dingo or Austrailian Cattle Dog
But once people meet her, they don't care that she looks a little cooky. Because she loves EVERY dog and EVERY human that she meets
What do you mean the shadow was there? Are you mad? Six more weeks of winter! How will we survive 'til mid March?
I know that some pups love the snow and go all bouncy through it. Me, however? I'm a dog who likes to be warm and toasty and I can't be with all this snow! And all because an overgrown gopher said so!
.Well, my walks will be short (in and out for the essentials of life).
.I shall stay close to my favorite spot in the winter - the radiator.
.I shall demand a cup of tea on returning from the forced walk
.I shall attempt to sleep 'til March
.I will gather all my soft toys around my bed for extra warmth
.I shall talk more to my online friends - I can feel the warmth from their hearts already.
Well I thouroughly enjoyed my Christmas with the family. I helped the kids to shred all that pesky paper on their presents! They threw it I attacked it! It was all great fun.
Then came Christmas dinner,yum, yum. My own portion in my own bowl all super-fresh and still steaming - delicious.
Christmas dinner just gets better and better. Third day in and the leftovers were still coming thick and fast. Another piece of turkey? don't mind if I do! Biccys and cheeeeeese too. Ooh my faves.
Mom took me for extra long walkies too. She said it was to work off some of my excess energy so I wouldn't get too overexcited by all the visitors (who come bearing gifts of doggy treats). But I think the extra long walkies were so that she could escape some of the craziness of the house for a bit; regain her sanity before going back and doing it all again.
So New Year is here now. Their plans are to watch all the episodes of Star 'Wars back-to-back then go outside at about 11pm to watch fireworks and have a BBQ with all the neighbors.
Well I'm NOT going out there - not even for a sausage!!! I spend New Year's Eve in the bath tub. I've seen all those World War Two movies! It's the safest place to hide from fireworks! I'll see them all agian when they come back inside for hot chocolate and marshmallows (icky, yuck, sticky things) to warm up before all going to bed.
Ahh I love my bed. Dreams of 2009 to come. Good luck and love to all my pals for the new year. New Year = New Beginnings for us all.