Somehow I ended up at the Virginia Beach SPCA, where I shared a "suite" with my litter-mate brother. The SPCA probably didn't want to world to know what I really was so I'd get 'dopted, they said I was a Feist. My pawrents kept getting asked what I was, but everyone disagreed. They finally had my DNA tested. Turns outs I'm 50% American Pit Bull Terrier, 24.2% Australian Shepherd, 19.4% Australian Cattle Dog, & 6.4% Shetland Sheepdog. Mommy & Daddy wanted a small(ish) fur-baby and one that didn't shed. At my last dogtors visit, I weighed 78.6 lbs. mark that the SPCA said I'd be back when I was about 4 months old. Mommy has to vacuum everyday to clean up all the hair I leave all around the house. She also has all but given up on wearing black clothes. I'm a barker. I don't snuggle, but love butt & chest rubs, & will give you lots of kisses. I'll retrieve just about anything for you, but won't hand it over. The only time I mean growl at you is when you try to take away a new bone that still has meat on it, but I'll play growl when we play keep away with my toys or old bones. I snore. Loudly. I love looking out the front door, watching for skwirls & birds, which I'll gladly chase.
