Border Collie
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Age: 9 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 26-50 lbs

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Cobes, Cobester, Cobi Jones, Mr. Jones, Jonesy

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

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Quick Bio:
-purebred-dog rescue

September 10th 2007

Being with Mom, going to the beach, and riding in the car. Riding in the car with Mom to the beach is probably the best thing ever.

Thunderstorms. He hides in closets and the bathtub when it rains.

Favorite Toy:
Frisbee! He's getting better and better at catching it. Sometimes he "cheats" though and uses his hands.

Favorite Food:
He mostly eats dog food, but he's got a special fondness for cheese and cheese puffs.

Favorite Walk:
Anywhere we go. And he likes going out on the boat.

Best Tricks:
He can jump up off the ground and kiss someone right on the face. Even tall people! And he's good at sitting pretty.

Arrival Story:
We adopted him from Skyway Border Collie Rescue on April 21, 2009. I spotted him on (he was called Kobe) and went to look at him again and again and again. I was bummed when his adoption status went to "pending" so I started looking at other dogs. About a month later, I noticed he was still pending, so I inquired about him and found out he was still available. He was ours in just a few days. And I wouldn't trade him for ANYTHING!

My Muttigree Name:
Mango Villa Mr. Jones and Me

I've Been On Dogster Since:
April 21st 2009 More than 7 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:

Meet my family
Hinckley (in
Loving Memory)
Sonic (in
Loving Memory)
Tessie (in
loving memory)

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Keeping up with the Jones


September 20th 2009 9:34 am
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[A Mom Entry]

One of the last times I went to the beach with Cobi and Tess, it was very early and there were only a few people there. One of the women, a regular at that early time, had two large Chesapeake Bay Retrievers. Since the other dog at the beach was older and doing his own thing, Cobi and Tess joined in a game of water Frisbee with the chessies. Tess was content to just swim out after them until the water gets too deep, then wait for them to come back. But Cobi was boisterous and splashy and a little herd-y. As they were splashing out to get the Frisbee, Cobi nipped one of the chessies. She turned around and administered a doggie smackdown (which he deserved). Her owner, however, got on the holier-than-thou wagon and warned me that if he kept doing that, her dogs wouldn't tolerate it and would kill him. Because, she said, THAT'S HOW THEY ARE.

The whole encounter stung for more than one reason. First, the assumption that Cobi was somehow misbehaving. Second, that her dogs didn't need to be corrected, just mine. And finally, that because she was there first (and is more of a regular than me) that I should be the one to change my routine to suit her. Feeling burned, I left. And spent quite a long time (as you can tell by this post) angry. Not only at her, but at myself for letting her do that to me.

So today I purposely waited until later to take Cobi to the beach. Even though it would be more populated with the Sunday crowd, I knew she would be gone. There were lots of dogs at the beach so Cobi spent the first ten or fifteen minutes just zooming up and down the beach, checking things out. Amazingly, he didn't bother anyone and no one bothered him.

After a bit he spotted a pair of German Shepherds playing ball with their owners, very much like the woman and her chessies. Cobi went over to investigate and get in on the action. Strangely enough, no problems. The owners even told me that their dogs don't usually like to play with other dogs, so they were surprised at how well they were getting along with Cobi.

Hm. Interesting.

Then Cobi noticed an Irish Red and White Setter stalking some birds near the brush. He went over to the dog and watched, fascinated, as the setter stood there patiently for the longest time, crept up toward the birds, then gave chase. Cobi decided this was a fun game, so when the setter stood, Cobi stood. When the setter stalked, Cobi stalked. When the setter ran, Cobi did a wide border collie arc and reach the spot where the birds had been at the same time as the setter. They did this until it was time to go home and never once did we have an issue.

Which, of course, leads me to the conclusion that the woman with the chessies needs to get over herself. And makes me feel a whole lot better about my dog.

P.S. We worked on recall today at the beach with treats. From short distances, Cobi dropped whatever he was doing and came when called. We still need work on the longer distances, but I was VERY happy with the results.

See? What a good boy!


It's my birthday!

September 10th 2009 3:50 am
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I don't know what that means, but Mom seems pretty excited about it. And that usually means treats!


[Mom's note: Since Cobi is adopted, we don't know his real birthday. When we got him, our intent was to change his name to something nautical, since my husband is a sailor. To go along with his new nautical name, we chose to make Cobi's birthday on the same day as the Battle of Lake Erie. (Longer story there.) As it turned out, we kept his name, but decided to keep the birthday. So HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Cobi! Treats ARE involved!]


Beach Day!

July 26th 2009 8:48 pm
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My mom took me to the doggy beach today WITHOUT Tessie! I mean, I like my Aussie sister, but (and don't tell DAD) Mom let me sit in the front seat with my head out the window on the way.

When we got there it was still really early so there weren't many dogs. But the tide was way out and the beach was HUGE. So we played Frisbee for awhile--my jumping catches are getting better. Then the other dogs started showing up, so I ran and ran and ran and ran and... well, you get the idea.

After about an hour and a half, Mom asked me if I was ready to go, but I wasn't. So she let me play a little longer and THEN I was ready. It's nearly midnight and I'm still tired, so I think I worked all the zoomies out of my system for one day.



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