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Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Barnabus, our wonder dog.....
Barnabus was and still is our wonder dog. We picked him up one night in December, four years ago, at Petsmart, while buying dog biscuits for a small poodle. He was about seven months old and those who were adopting him out didn't know his breed. He had been wandering in a Missouri town south of us and was picked up and kept until he could be adopted out to us. He had this wonderful soft tan fur and was so wild at first. I spent many a night with him outside his crate teaching me patience and him too. He became a very obedient dog, but patience was needed all the way.
We were puzzled about what kind of dog that he was and border collie kept being the breed that we could see in the dog. Obviously he was not black and white, so people thought we were crazy. He herded us everywhere and his energy level was beyond intense. I searched on the internet for a few weeks and finally I found my proof. There was a site for all kinds of border collies, and they show and describe the colors of collies besides black and white ones. There are reddish brown ones as well as some almost white ones, and the yellow collie was clearly identified. The site described the father was probably a black and white dog, and the mother was reddish in color. They gave the genetic explanation, so I wrote them. I sent a picture to them and they wrote back saying we needed to buy him some sheep.
The one bottom photo and the puppy photo at top are actually pictures of other dogs from their site. It was nice to see what he would have looked like as a puppy. The adult picture is their example of a yellow border collie, its a duplicate of Barney. The other two are ones of our Barney with our oldest son Andy, and the other showing Barney guarding out property. He is on top of protecting our property.
We love Barney and he has become such a loving dog. He has a few problems that are just plain his breeding. The dog books all say don't make them into a house dog. It was way too late for that. He wants to see everyone, greet them and let them know how lucky they are to see him. One guy on television described the behavior of the dog as one that thinks that every day is his birthday, and he acts accordingly.
As for pets, I have another cat to write about and some birds, lots of birds, and a few fish but that will be another time. Thanks for reading
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