brookcove
Posted : 10/2/2006 8:42:22 AM
I wasn't allowed pets when I was growing up (in SFO) but still managed to make animals a big part of my life. I read a lot, I went down to the quarterhorse racing track of mornings, I had a friend about an hour away who let me ride whenever I could make it down, and I always had some kind of small animal - first bugs, then fish, then I actually talked my parents into letting me have a mouse.
I went to school and got my degrees (history and classical literature) - and during that time started gathering my current manegerie - cats (my second cat just passed away last year at the age of 17), and then dogs starting with Maggie. Maggie was a tough cookie and I had a rough first year with her. Fortunately, I've always been fascinated not just with caring for and enjoying animals, but also with training animals (I tried to train grasshoppers - unfortunately they don't live long enough to evaluate the success of one's efforts). So Maggie started obedience, agility, frisbee, and flyball. Meanwhile, my farm dream started to become a reality and I got involved with the Border collie people because a collie-dog has always been a part of that dream. [

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And here we are. I now raise sheep and train the dogs to help out there. I compete at the working trials, though I haven't been active since my car accident three years ago (lack of money, not ability). I have recently started training and selling dogs that chase birds off golf courses, corporate campuses, and airport runways/military tarmacs. I really enjoy this because these dogs are misfits for the most part in other places - it's delightful to rehab them, train them, and see them bloom doing something really enjoyable.
I'm also on the BOD for the working breed club, the US Border Collie Club, and edit the newsletter.