I am a black and white springer x collie pup. I was born on a farm to be a working dog but I'm scared of sheep. I now live with my new mum and dad, and my new big sister Poppy. I find the world a little bit scary but I'm looking forwards to learning all the things Poppy has to teach me.
I entered a class in a dog show this week and I did really really well. I came second in best rescue dog. Mum says that's a really big achievement. There were about 15 dogs in the class and all of them had sad stories just like me. But because I have learnt such a lot in a short space of time and because I managed to behave well in the ring, the judge gave me a very pretty rosette and a goody bag of tasty snacks. Mum did pin the rosette to my collar but it flapped a little bit and worried me so I tried to eat it. Mum took it off me then because she said my first rosette is something that needs to be looked after and not eaten! Poppy also came second in her class, where she had to have a waggy tail. Mum said she was very proud of us both, but I'm sure she must be proudest of me because of how worrysome things are for me normally.
Waiting for a birthday sausage
I have also been back to school for a couple of weeks now and I'm doing really well. Last night we did road walking and none of my normal things made me scared. I walked nicely past cars, tractors, bikes, scooters, horses and even children without getting scared. Who would have thought a funny little dog from a farm like me could do so well at things. Apparently in the autumn I might be ready to do my bronze award. I don't really know what a bronze award is but mum sounded pleased when she told me so I'm happy.
Mum said it is my birthday this month. I am one year old. The farmer didn't remember what day I was born so mum and dad said I could have a birthday whenever I wanted in July. We have had lots of amazing walks and some really nice days out over the last few days so I think that was probably to celebrate my birthday. Especially since I ate sausage twice, I'm sure dogs only get sausage when they have a birthday. So I'm a grown up Fly now, I'm not a puppy any more.
Grown up Fly's still need their sleep though so I think I may have to go to bed now, I've got to go back to work tomorrow and I need to look my best for that.
Fly dog xxx
p.s sorry about the lack of rosette photo's but even when mum put it back on me the ribbon worried me again so I chewed it again. Whoops!
Mum has been taking me out in to the big wide world and making me meet new people over the last couple of weeks. I have started going out to local shows so that I can represent Heavens Gate as a lovely ex rescue dog. Mum stands at the homing boards and talks to people about the charity, while I sit there and look cute and show what lovely dogs people can find in rescue centres. I have found it a little difficult sometimes, because all kinds of people want to stroke me, and we all know I'm a little worrysome dog. My first show wasn't too bad because Poppy came along to help me, but because it was too hot this week she was left at home so I had no doggy friends that I knew, which made me a little more worrysome than usual. But mum says I did ever so well, I was fine with children stroking me, I did very little growling and only a few dogs scared me. I hope Poppy comes with me next time though.
Mum says I might be going back to school again tomorrow. I only went once and then I came in to season which is a nasty scary time for pups like me. But it's nearly over now so I'm hoping that I can go back to school this week because I really enjoyed it. What's not to like, I got lots of sausage and because I did well I got lots of fuss and praise. Fuss makes a Fly happy.
I'm a little bit sleepy from todays show so I'm off to snuggle my reindeer teddy and maybe have a little snooze. Being a Fly dog is hard work.