The POTM card was not well accepted- the first time she ate it and the second, as you can see, she was not impressed. The other pic is her putting on her best 'Fish for the world's cutest doggo?' face
What do you get when you cross the speed of a champion greyhound, the herding skill of a collie, the brains of Albert Einstein, the catch of a world-class fielder (or whatever the alternative in baseball is, Americans out there) and the cuteness and craziness of... well, you can't compare the cuteness to anything, it's just that cute. And as to craziness, it's off the scale. Anyway, you get an Australian kelpie.
This is Hazel, our one-and-a-half year old pure-breed Kelpie, who is the sweetest, craziest and most loving dog to ever exist (she's even the vet's favourite
). She eats absolutely anything that will fit in her mouth, including rocks, bits of pot that she broke, leather couch, leather couch stuffing, sticks (I feel like dogs are meant to fetch sticks, but she fetches it then eats it), bananas, ratsac (something that's definitely not great for her health, we had to take her to the vet for that one, luckily it wasn't much), and her ABSOLUTE FAVOURITE, fish. People say cats like fish, but they've obviously never met Hazel.
We decided (after never having a dog but very much wanting one my entire life) one Monday that dogs were pretty cool and by Wednesday we had a puppy in our house. She’s meant to be an outside dog, but she’s weaselled her way inside (still has to sleep outside, though).
She's terrified of water, mildly scared of chickens (but she does like to herd them) and would not wear out at all even if you ran with her for an entire day. To combat this issue, we hit her balls as far as we can with a tennis rachet, which she’ll catch as long as it wasn’t over 150m away or higher than 15m in the air. She’ll still have tons of energy, but you do what you can. She’s also one of the smartest dogs you’ll ever meet, but she does like to act dumb sometimes if she’s in trouble (but mostly she just knows what she did, put her head in her paws, whines, and then rolls over as an act of submission or plea for forgiveness/tummy rubs, who knows which). A true people dog, if someone or some-dog walks past she’ll start whining her head off to say hello, and choke herself on the lead to get to them, and is a big cuddler and licker. We often say if there was a burglar she’d be excellent because she’d lick ‘em to death.
Sorry for the long post, but I feel the need to inform you of
some facts about the future president/prime minister/leader of the free world
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