She’s not exactly “borrowed” but she is here only temporarily. This is Shoetoe. She’s (apparently) a mix of greyhound and border collie. She belongs to my friend L who’s off in the wilds of America in a broken down RV. That wasn’t L’s choice; she had other plans but we can’t control the insidious designs of our vehicles.
Shoe is one of the most interesting dogs I’ve been around. She’s very smart, very observant, a little high-strung. She spent the first afternoon and evening seeing how things work around here and since then she’s just fit in. The first day I gave them all cookies, and she gave hers to Dusty, acknowledging his male supremacy. He, in turn, left his for her. Shoe communicates in complete sentences. She’s an alpha female at her house but the only thing she’s sought to dominate here is one end of the sofa.
She’s not good on a leash which is a problem for me because I’m still dealing with an injured Achilles tendon, but I let her borrow a Halti — a gentle leader that fits over a dog’s nose — and after a couple minutes of fighting it, she figured it out and walks beside Dusty and Bear calmly and happily. In her real life with her real people she gets to run off leash, but I don’t do that with her. I’d hate it if she didn’t come back.
Shoe’s one of my favorite dogs ever and I’m enjoying her quiet, intense, and intelligent energy. She gives me sharp little kisses and curls up behind me to sleep. She’s there now. ❤