At the end of January 2011, we suddenly lost our
beloved Sheltie, Darcy, who was 12 years old. A few months later, on
Good Friday 2011, Brady, the handsome Sheltie in the picture seen here
stared out at us with his earnest face from the OTTAWA
CITIZEN’s classified ads (where one rarely sees purebred Shelties for
adoption).
He was described as precocious and smart and he
intrigued us. Our other Sheltie, Marshall, a naturally-shy,
“safety-first”, failed show dog rescue for whom we were able to
provide a forever home only because we had another dog (i.e. Darcy),
had started to become more and more withdrawn after Darcy passed.
He missed the company and we needed to provide some for him.
Once we confirmed that the Aylmer SPCA was open, we
hustled over from
Ottawa
to be asked immediately as we walked in how much we knew about the
Sheltie breed. When we replied that, if we took Brady, he would
be our sixth Sheltie since 1981, a lead was quickly thrust
into our hands and we were told to take him for a walk where we saw
him act aggressively with another dog we encountered. We returned for
a staff-supervised meeting with Marshall (who had been waiting in the
car) that was uneventful so we decided, then and there, to bring Brady
home.
The following Monday he was in a Basic Obedience
group class at Forever Friends in
Ottawa where he was the oldest dog in class (at 22 months), among
those who barked the most and certainly required what the class had to
offer. He was quick to pick up what was taught primarily because
he could earn high value rewards (HVRs, otherwise known as treats).
We practiced every day in the week between classes and by the end of
the course, he was among the best students in the class (some did not
improve at all). We concluded that his ‘aggressive behaviour’ on
a lead was actually fear and not dominance. Fully three weeks
later, we enrolled him in an Urban Street Smarts class at the same
school where, the first time he saw the instructor, he went over to
her, sat in front of her, looked her in the eyes for two seconds (as
he learned in Basic Obedience) and then stared at the pocket in which
she kept her HVRs. That ended her attempt to use Brady to
demonstrate what to do when encountering an unfamiliar dog.
There was some real intelligence at work there, we concluded, and he
has demonstrated that a number of times with his ability to learn
quickly and the varied range of sounds he uses with which to
‘communicate’.
Despite some chewing of some favourite shoes in the
first few weeks (that almost got him returned for a refund), over the
course of the last 24 months he has developed into a wonderful member
of our ‘pack’. He initially was a flight risk so we kept him on
a leash at all times but soon was able to be let off the lead where
appropriate and he comes when he is called. He is very energetic and
we try and ensure that he gets enough exercise to ‘tire him out’. We
live near the Carlington reservoir in
Ottawa and its flat top is the size of two side-by-side football
fields. A favourite spot for owners and their dogs, we like to go
there at least on the weekends (weather and temperature permitting)
and more often if possible. We have developed a game where Trish
tempts Brady and Marshall with an HVR while Pete runs ahead about 50
yards. Brady takes his treat and then gallops at full speed to
catch Pete. Then, from there, he is offered another HVR so he
gallops back to Trish while Pete takes off again. This is repeated
several times around the perimeter and it never fails to tire him
out. He also likes to meet other dogs where he definitely prefers to
be the chaser (herder) and will bark at another dog to keep going if
it stops and takes a break. Later in the evening, this image is
often the result.
We have had to find all the dog toys we have
accumulated over the years as Brady loves to play with them (more than
all of our previous shelties combined). There is now a basket for the
toys and he will root around in it to find whatever toy strikes his
fancy. He particularly likes to remove stuffing but will also bring
a toy for a little tug-of-war or throw-and-fetch. Of particular note
was what transpired a few weeks after the anniversary of Darcy’s
passing. There was still lots of snow in the backyard and one day we
noticed Darcy and Marshall playing with each other with lots of
jawing, jousting and wrestling with each giving as good as he got. It
would go on for up to thirty minutes at a time and neither of them was
ever injured. It lasted until all the snow melted and was a
delight to watch each time it occurred. The ‘show’ was thankfully
repeated this past winter from the first snowfall, where it became
very frequent and quite spirited, with Marshall, surprisingly, being
the most ‘aggressive’ and frequently coming out on top.
Here
is a picture for which the two of them posing (in return for a treat).
We are indebted to whomever owned Brady before us for
teaching him excellent toilet habits. He has never had an
accident in the house and will let us know if he needs to go in the
backyard to do some ‘business’. Brady is a handsome, friendly,
clever, strongly-devoted, and loyal Sheltie for whom we are so
fortunate and happy to provide his forever home. We are most grateful
to the SPCA of
Western Québec
for allowing us to do so. Merci!
Trish and Peter
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