He was about 4 months old when the pics above and below were taken.
Rumored to be 3/4 German Shepard and 1/4 Huskie, he was the first dog in the history of our farm to ever be allowed inside. Because he was so sick it just had to be. So he was house trained. And he does tricks! Like sit. Who knew dogs could follow commands? We do enjoy his company in the farmhouse. Except when he insists on lying in front of the sink just because there is a heat register right there.
Sometimes he's inside and sometimes he is out. He tolerates the cold and the heat equally well. Sometimes he chases the pigs while other times he obsesses over the ducks. Chases them but never actually has them for dinner.
Since he came to the farm after Fannie, our Great Pyrenees, he is at the bottom of the doggie totem pole. When I come out of the house Fannie will not allow him anywhere near me until SHE decides it is time. She eats first and gets the best spots in the barn to sleep in.
But he gets joy from other things
Like chasing snow.
Must be the Husky in him. I'm wondering if its too soon to hook up a sled behind him?