After the loss of my schapendoes last october I didnt want another dog. It took about a month to get over the fact that he just wasnt there anymore. It took another to realise that it wasn't just Daan I was missing, but I was missing the concept of 'my dog'. I came across an add for puppydogs, and it was absolutely clear. I needed a new dog.
We were quick to decide what breed we wanted. Something clever, quick and energetic so I can go back to agility. But at the same time we want a velcro-dog. One that you can sit on the couch with and relax after a long day.
We decided on a border collie. It didnt take long for us to find a breeder we were very comfortable with (thank god) and we put ourselves on the list for the litter that was due december 31.
It was a close call. the mother gave birth to 9 puppies, and we were all glued to the webcam from 9 pm to 2 am. We were 3rd on the list for a female, but there were only 2 girls born. We went to bed very dissapointed, the next morning however we got the call that we made the cut! One of the people on the list in front of us decided they wanted a boy after all.
After that we had to wait 2 weeks till the people who had first choice actually made the choice. But last saturday the decided. And with that, we knew that this precious little merle is going to be our Abby.
