I can't believe I have a new puppy. I mean, I can't believe I have a puppy that's not a collie puppy AND that I named her "Snowball". How original. And what a trip ~ except all of this seemed to fall into place after the loss of my chicken. And, speaking of chicken death, the second chicken T & I thought was in the bobcat's mouth was laying on eggs the next morning. We think that he actually did have one in his mouth but spit it out when I went out there screaming like a mad woman. Nevertheless I am still missing one of my favorite red hens and that is reason enough for me to get a puppy that is not a collie puppy. One that will be incredibley ginormous.
First thing after I decided, (and may I say this all happened within a few hours) that I was getting a LGD, I googled Livestock Guardian breeds, then went on Craigslist. I wanted a bitch, and there was this litter available in the age group I wanted and possibly in the breed(s) I wanted. The post was a week old, so I emailed the person and went to sleep. The next morning was an email & photo of my puppy and a whoppin' $250 fee. Perfect. The puppy was a mix of Great Pyrenees and Akbash. I have no idea what an Akbash is, but it sounded good. I was hoping it wasn't real fluffy and was a good cross for the Pyrenees.
My plan was to go to obedience class with Sage, then drive south 2 1/2 hours to pick up my puppy. I jump in my Tahoe to leave for class and have a dead battery. O oh....is this a sign?? Should I not get the puppy? Or, should I not go to obedience class? The last time I tried to go to class a grey Arabian horse was running across Auburn-Folsom riderless, which caused me to follow him and then try to find the rider. I was late to class. Rider was ok, as was the horse. But, really....I DO NOT like to miss class and this was two weeks in a row!! It was some kind of sign!!!
T helped me jumped my car while on the phone, then I was off to class and afterwards needed another jump. Uggg...I have to buy a battery and the place I was going to would sell me one, but not put it in. It's a sign. I shouldn't get the puppy. I called T and he offered to meet me at a CarQuest and put the battery in for me. I should get the puppy. Then I have to google an ATM to get money for the puppy and no matter how I try, I can't get directions to the bank. I shouldn't get the puppy. Then I find the bank easily, get money, and even do a drive-thru Taco Bell. I should get the puppy. Driving south I am in need of gas and after I fill up I am convinced I really should get the puppy. I think.
Here is dad. He's the Akbash. He was very friendly. He & mom share a very large pasture with about ???? 100+ sheep? I wasn't sure and this photo really doesn't show them all.
Here is mom with dad in the far right corner. She is a pure-bred Great Pyrenees that has a short coat. I had no idea they had short coats, but this guy says she has papers (from what registry I have no idea). She was not so friendly. Not mean, but she had a body bubble of about 50'.
Because I am a breeder I noticed dad has dark eyes, mom has lighter eyes. I think my puppy will look more like mom in the face.
Here is the Great Granddad Casper. He was sweet and very friendly to me. The owner says he's a "pet", but he can't catch him. He said he'd come up to me, because the dog knew I wouldn't catch him. I asked what happened when the dog got caught, like did he clip his toenails????? He said he would have to lock Casper up to move his livestock to another pasture and apparently these dogs do not want to be separated from their family. Good to know.
Anyway, I was there for about an hour, then we put Snowball in my Tahoe next to Sage & we were off. She SCREAMED for a straight 15 minutes. I had gotten a call from a good friend who was visiting her parents from Virginia. She has 2 of my collies, Bunni Lou Who (Quinn daughter) & her daughter Violet from Ch. Stoneypoint Unleashed. Vicky was only 2 miles off of the hwy, so we stopped for about an hour. That was a very, very nice visit and my friend may be moving back to the West Coast, so I will be quite happy about that.
We got back in the vehicle, then Snowball screamed for another 15 minutes, then was quiet til we got home. Tony had waited up and he's such a mush with animals. He was sure we should have her on the porch, rather than in the goat pen for the night. He does not make Ranch LIFE easy. This is a working dog, not a pet. And she's going to eat kibble (I think.......).....
We let her run around the yard to potty and I fed her. She was SOOO confident with everything and having raised plenty of collie puppies, she was much more confident with things than I'm used to. When we opened the garage door, 4 collies were barking and hitting the x-pen looking like wild animals and she just trotted up four-square right in front of them and wagged her tail. She certainly is social and tough.
She's still in the goat pen this am, but I am going to put her in with the chickens in a bit. My goats are not sure of her, but she just loved them. I will have to supervise her with my chickens for a while as I believe she may not know proper chicken guardianship right away. Meaning, she may want to play too rough with them.
So there you have it. Snowball. Omg.
Supervised in the goat pen. She found the hole to escape! She has an x-pen within the goat pen.
Oh, and to you Dianne....yes I was looking at getting some sheep........this guy has enough to choose from......