Mo Makes a Visit

Alina sent me a few shots of our favorite merle boy yesterday.

I really liked her report, too – she took him to a nursing facility for a non-responsive relative, but . . .

“The dog made her so alert and happy as we did not see her for a long time.  At one moment (I did not take a picture), he jumped carefully on Arlene’s laps and was kissing her.  She smiled and smiled….

“IT WAS ABSOLUTELY ADORABLE!!!”

He did great with everyone at the facility, no barking, perfect behavior, just a love. Looking at this particular photo I just keep thing, “DANG, is he beautiful or what?” Not like the other puppies don’t do that to me, too, but he is. Can you imagine what he’s gonna look like in two more years? Be still my heart!

She also sent some photos of him on the floor:

So tired, I went to work with Alina today. . .

Oh you saw me, well then, RUB MY BELLY!

She says she is intensely proud of him, just an incredible puppy and . . . “As always:   thank you  for Moto and changing our lives!”

You know what? I bred this litter hoping for hardcore stockdogs for hardcore stockdog homes. (I laugh when I think about Emma and her refusal to jump onto anything or expend any serious energy. My contract says the puppies need to be exposed to stock at some point with a report so that will happen, but dude, I cannot imagine Emma kicking butt on cattle.) Nobody went there (and I have mused about why in other posts, so no wasting time there), but every single person with one of these puppies says about the same thing. It makes me feel wonderful that they are doing exactly what they need to be doing. Yishai makes comments all the time that Rippa is such a light in his life. . .

Stephanie wrote to me about Daca this morning, and my favorite line was: “It is so refreshing to have a super smart, great problem solving aussie again.  Don't get me wrong my others are smart just the not caliber that I came to love of the breed!” When I read this, I went, WEEEEEEE!! EXACTLY!