We have a new foster dog, he arrived on Saturday. Meet Kiddo!
Kiddo came to us via a stock dog breeder in southern Oregon.
Apparently Kiddo showed up at the breeders ranch over the 4th of July. Since the breeder had a few bitches coming into season they wanted to prevent an accidental breeding so they called rescue.
Kiddo is approx 6 months old, absolutely adorable & the spitting image of Beth.
Kiddo may have been mishandled in the past. He is hand shy and VERY submissive. Kiddo is going under the knife to lose his little boy bits on Wednesday.
Tomorrow Kiddo is going to meet the puppy sheep at Fido's Farm. I cant wait. He was already tested on goats while in foster care in Oregon.
Please stop by and check out Kiddo's listing on PNW Border Collie Rescue
Saturday evening Vicki came over with several of her dogs and her new foster for a BBQ along with some neighbors.
View some fun pictures of a whole'lotta border collies in one small back yard here
Border Collie Party on Flickr
Saturday morning we met Emma Rose's family at Vicki's where they were visiting another of Vicki's fosters, Bess. Click here to view Bess's Pictures on Flickr.
Bess and Emma Rose
Emma Rose brought along her big brother Bear. He is a big black lab chunk of love...
They were hoping to adopt Bess but the chemistry between all of the dogs just didn't feel right.
That's okay Emma... the perfect combination is out there somewhere!
Emma Rose sure loves her mom
After our meet and greet with Bess we conned Emma Rose and her parents into following us down the road a few miles to Fido's Farm where I volunteered to test Emma on sheep. What fun we had!
Emma is loaded with natural talent. Obviously she is a Bossie (Border Collie/Aussie)
She was holding the sheep to me, keeping them all together, maintaining a nice distance without one single grip.
She was a very good girl!
Emma Rose wrote about her exiting day meeting Bess and later herding sheep at Fido's Farm on her post titled Dreaming in Black and White.
That brings us to Monday. To start off our busy week Brynn had an appointment at the vet for her spay surgery today.
She knows the vet too well - she spent enough time there recovering from Parvo. When she realized she was there she planted her little paws into the parking lot and wasn't going to move. I had to pick her up and carry her through the doors. I felt terrible.
Send some lovin' thoughts to Brynn...she needs it. My poor baby...