Last month, we welcomed Mack into our home. Mack is a 3 month old blue merle (marbled) rough collie. Most of the dogs we’ve brought home over the years were bred to be AKC show dogs but missed the mark and were put up for adoption as a result. When I say they didn’t meet the mark, Harry had too much white fur, Lloyd’s legs were too short, Ace was too big, and Ollie has a curly tail. For Mack’s litter, the breeders were hoping for a female so kept his sister while passing on the cutie boy to us. For pet owners, AKC breeders guarantee the dogs aren’t inbred, generally spawned from other dogs with similar expectations enabling us to track puppy ancestry. The world of dog shows is a mystery to me, but the dogs we’ve adopted have always been taken care of like human babies prior to moving in, turning out very sweet with zero medical issues until they reach the end of the line. In general, this is the main reason we opt to adopt dogs from breeders instead of shelters, to ensure their health. Also, when we raise them from puppy age, we obtain more control over obedience and training.
As someone who was raised with cats at home instead dogs, I felt skeptical when we brought home our first puppy in 2003, a too small sheltie named Sally. Dennis and I weren’t yet married, but shared an apartment in Hollywood, FL. Dennis was accustomed to shelties and collies from his childhood, along with their naturally calm temperaments and intelligence. So following the death of my dad, Dennis decided he might help divert my constant sadness with the distraction of a puppy. Six months after adopting Sally, we decided that she needed a puppy friend and found Daisy, a slightly larger sheltie who barked at absolutely everything. As the years went on, we have enjoyed the companionship of 5 shelties and 3 collies, Mack making collie number 3.
When it comes to companions, I find pets most helpful on days when I feel the need to sleep in, or read on the couch, or require additional affection. I wake up with a dog on my head and another next to me on the floor. Long haired breeds definitely shed, but we habitually brush them somewhat regularly to keep loose fur at bay. Right now we care for 4 dogs and 2 (very noisy) birds in the house and I wouldn’t want it any other way, unless we had a gaggle of cats as well, but Dennis is severely allergic.
I understand the selection of breed can feel controversial, however sticking to intelligent, calm herding dogs has enabled us to avoid excessive aggression, especially considering my attack from a friend's Rottweiler requiring 35 facial stitches on my lips and cheek. While I realize many of the aggressive breeds might be trained into loving companions, I’ll stick to my furry rugs for now.
Isn’t it interesting how proud animal parents feel when it comes to their mutts? At the end of the day what matters most lies in our ability to provide them with food, shelter, and love… like one of the kids. And yes, they don’t live as long as humans, but I feel immensely grateful for the pockets of time we have together, especially now that our kids are old enough to contribute to their needs as well, learning to endlessly care for their companions and practice responsible habits.