I am kinda busy making sure my foster mom's and dad's
laps are never empty so let me get to the point. I
am Rupert, and I like
1. snuggles and belly rubs
2. going for long walks
3. playing with other dogs
4. playing fetch (but not obsessively so)
5. filling my tummy with yummy food.
Are you game? If so, go ahead and fill out an application
so we can get the paperwork part that's standing between
me, your lap and my fetch toys out of the way!
Now, let's talk some details. I am really not sure
if I am a full border collie. My foster parents say
I am at least half of a border collie - not sure what
they mean by that because I counted all my paws and
they are there, and so is my tail and ears and everything
else that a full border collie would have. Go figure.
But listen, whatever that other part of me might be,
it makes me sweet and little more mallow than the
purebred crazy dogs! I even like to take naps at times....
zzzzzzzzzzzz...... that way, you can sneak in some
dish washing and laundry in between throwing toys
for ME and cuddling with ME! Ha!
Did I tell you I like food? Well I do. Little too
much. So I am on what they call a 'diet'. Personally,
I think the silly humans are trying to starve me but
nobody listens to what I have to say. I also like
to talk - the doggie way. I talk to alert you that
someone is outside, I talk when I am soooo excited
I can't stand it, I talk when playing. Yes, I talk.
Being a dog, that's the only way I can give you "clues"
to what I need. The silly humans call it 'barking'
and 'woo-wooing', I call it 'communicating'!
What else... well, I also like long walks and I am
pretty good about coming when my foster parents call.
Well, except when there is another dog in sight. Then
I go and play with them instead because I like playing
with other dogs. Foster mom says that's something
you and I will have to work on if you adopt me.
While I lived with a little kid before, I occasionally
become little concerned when someone handles me, and
so I can only go to a home with older little humans
By now, you might be wondering about why someone
would give up the great dog that I am. Well, my previous
family found me on a street when I was a teeny, tiny
puppy. They adored me and my border collie brother,
but dad kept getting deployed and mom and the little
human had to move often, and it just became too hard
for them to keep up with our exercise and other needs.
So they did the right thing and let me go and find
the perfect new home for myself.
Finally, please know that I am ambitious and would
like to learn more, and therefore attending a positive
reinforcement training class is a condition for my
All for now, but keep checking the NEBCR blog cause
I heard I will be making an appearance there soon!