I got to go to doggy school with my cousin Cindy and Mocha. Mocha is one lucky little fellow-he's been through several homes before he landed with Cindy and Phil. Typical sad story-he's of the herding persuasion, some Corgie, some Aussie floating around in there. He needs a job, he needs things to guard, and he needs to feel like he has a place in this world. I really ache for the all the misunderstood herding dogs in the world. They are fabulous dogs if you have the good sense to let them be what they are.
I think poor Mocha ended up at one point in an apartment-he's so small he should fit in, right? That's the special hell that belongs to Corgies and Shelties and probably mini Aussies. Small dog, high energy, high drive.
Mocha is one lucky fellow-and pretty handsome too. Of course, I am biased because I adore him.