Breed: Australian Shepard
Occupations: Sleeping on the humans' beds, barking at leaves, running with big sticks, and generally keeping the fun meter up for everyone.
My story began with a used Steuben saddle. My human, the goat cheese lady's daughter, was 12 years old and had been after her parents for a year and a half to get a puppy but had had no luck in that pursuit. One day they went to buy a horse saddle, and came back with both the saddle and myself. One look at my cuteness and my humans mother rolled over and agreed to get a puppy and so I became part of the Crooked Mile Family.
Since then I have valiantly defended my humans from the safety of the front porch. For example, I barked and barked from that doorway at the dangerous grain bags in the back of the truck until the offending intruder was gone. I have been voted "best smile" for the farm for the last four years as I always, always, always, smile as well as being the portable bed heater during Vermont's frigid winters.