The (Un)Official Permie's Dog Picture Thread

Gina Jeffries wrote: Almost 4 years ago, I lost my heart-dog who would kayak, herd, mind baby goats, defend me to the death, and organize cats and chickens.  

My heart goes out to you, Gina, as I just lost my heart-dog (what a beautiful descriptive term!) companion at only 10 years old this Spring.  She was from a shelter and I don't know if she was a border collie mix, collie mix, or Aussie mix.  What breed was your beautiful heart-companion?

This spotted Border Collie was dumped on/gifted to me when an adoption fell through 10 years ago.

Turns out a full-time college student, in an upstairs apartment, that never had a dog before,
let alone a border collie puppy, is a poor fit. Poor puppy was given the boot after 1 night!
    Later this guy got married and had a baby- I told him he was on his own!

Turns out his loss is my best buddy boy-o, rodeo clown, chicken herder, vermin eradicator, and cuddler.
And he loves my homestead vegetarian cooking.
Talk about stacking functions!

This is Const.Tonto with his curly waggy tail, running around as usual. He's a trailer maker. I'm short so he comes close to my hips.

What a great thread for us who depend on our dogs maybe for our safety in an unsafe place. He is watching the fermette, (mini farm) in the Gatineau mountains, while I am in Nunavut where there are no trees, but there is 4G, electricity, stores, gas, and just as much snow.

I received my euthanasia rescue the day before he would have been killed for biting a postman in Trenton Ontario. He had his first long ride at 3 1/2 with me, his 4th owner. Since then he has gained 2" in height! He is fed a home made diet of raw meat, baked peas, and everything from turnip peelings to wild spinach and buckwheat tops, plus raw or frozen pigeon eggs (I limit breeding because they are for fun, food security and soil building)

That was 6 years ago. He is better with females than males and I was picked for being the most remote of candidates, and he doesn't know his strength: he cannot be played with.

I offered to foster for 3 months, with a $100 donation, that's $65 which was the adoption donation, and if he didn't kill the cats I might offer to adopt, otherwise the hope was he would be ready for adoption for the Christmas season when homebodies have more time.

There were a few close calls with the cats, but those days are gone, and he is a positive dog and is never left alone for more than a couple hours (good thing because he will get into everything including grain and the shop towels evidenced in his poo).

His name was supposed to be Bear, but he didn't know Bear, but would come to c'mere, and knew shuddup, so I stuck to English, and I registered him as Houdini -- which they spelt with no "H" LMAO, and later named him Constable Tonto (after Johnny Depp) yes he is smarter than me, the Lone Ranger. However he comes best to Bacon, said in a quiet, secretive tone His hearing is amazing.

He does still bite and gets pig heads for his teeth on a regular basis!
He only ever killed one pigeon, at which I overdid the real tears I shed over my first Giant Runt. He never killed another, and takes his livestock job deadly seriously (3 seconds to reach a raccoon) and sounds the alarm for the pigeons when a Cooper's hawk arrives, and the smart ones stay grounded.

He is of course a sterilized cross, a consequence of his time in prison, and the vet guesses Akita with shepherd and lab, and yes he is more fastidious than I am. I would have loved to attach a 1 sec clip of him running towards me, but I am sure many of you would not love that (I must travel to the top of a mountain for intermittent LTE so I get it) so you get a rear view, which does him justice. He is 85-95 lbs.

I’m in my late 60’s and this is my first dog, Buddy…and am I ever a Dog Mom! I now understand how precious these fur beings are to share life with. The love and connection is so deep & strong. Truly unconditional love. Buddy is so intelligent, sweet, soft, funny, loving & affectionate. So much personality & nuance. He’s a great hunter of moles & squirrels!

This is Coconut, my Florida rescue, Coco for short.
My love for him outweighs my husband's indifference.
He is great with all females, not so great with big males, and is fine with all critters.
Only chases rabbits.  Typical Min Pin.
We are in Tennessee now, on 13 wooded acres, and he loves it just as much as our beach house.

This is Ruby,  one of four puppy siblings found in a box on the side of the road by my coworker.  This is her pic from my 'more importantly though' file,  because I can never remember how old she is.   She is an old super sweet girl with a puppy face and old dog hips.   She loves car rides,  walking in the garden and staring incessantly at my husband,  who is her favorite human.

oh well now if there's going to be dogs looking professional.....

"What about your references?"
"Sorry, I, uh, might have eaten that part of my resumé...."

I thank you all for this thread. Beautiful friends...
My best friend, Gigi a red jindo rescue, now passed, and our pal Spike.
Peace, Jo