After having been asked about my border collie, Jess, I thought I’d write a little bit about her.
She’s around three and a half years old and came from a dog rescue kennels not far from here. She’s the latest in a long line of rescued dogs and my fourth collie. When I collected her she was about 10 months or so old, stick-thin and semi-feral.
The first week home
I don’t think she’d ever been in a house before. Her background was a little hazy, but she’s very good natured and friendly so I don’t think she was beaten, but was obviously seriously neglected. She’d only been in the kennels for a few days when I picked her up so I had to carry on with the treatment she had begun for worms, fleas and ticks that she’d acquired. As well as going for walks, I spent about ten minutes a day teaching her the usual sit, stay, recall etc, which has paid off. She comes out with me more often than not, and I’ve even taught her a few basic commands around sheep, which come in handy now and again when collecting escapees from the neighbour’s fields.
She gets jittery with bangy things, especially fireworks. Collies seem particularly sensitive to them, although, my last one, Shadow, was oblivious to all of that sort of thing. He was a lovely dog. I only had him for about 3 years but we had such a close bond. I was so very upset when he died.
So that’s Jess. A lively and loyal companion who’s a joy to have around. I can’t rescue them all, but hopefully I can at least help a few of them have a better life than the ones they found themselves in through no fault of their own.
Two old friends