Hi, my name is Kassiopeia – you can call me ‘Kassi’ for short – and this is my sister, Sparrow. Oh, I’m the pretty one – I mean the white one. (Mom says we’re both pretty). I was named after a queen and my sister was named after a pirate, which should tell you a lot about us, but if you want to know more, here goes!
I’ve always been a *ahem* “free spirit”, and was picked up wandering around the deserts of Dona Ana county. I’d had pups, but no one knows what happened to them. I was taken to the Animal Services Center of the Mesilla Valley, where I met lots of other dogs. My kennel-mate and I got along well – as long as I gave up most of my food – but eventually I got sick. The people were very nice, and took much healthier dogs to the “back room” before me because I was so sweet, but after months of living there it was finally my day. I was taken outside to eat my last supper on a leash, away from my kennel-mate, so that I could have a full meal. While I was eating, I saw one of the workers bring out a young woman, and it was love at first sight! I left my dinner unfinished – I was much hungrier for love than for food – and went to introduce myself. I wish I had looked as good then as I do now – I had ribs showing, hair falling out, a bad cough, and my tummy was sick – but she saw the real me and as they say, the rest is history.
My sister Sparrow had a rough start, too. We found her when Mom and Dad came to the pet store to pick me up after my summer grooming. She was in a cage, and looked as hungry as I had been four years earlier. She’d also had pups, but she doesn’t talk about them much – it’s too hard, and I get that. She didn’t choose this life, she was left in the overnight drop-off kennels, but that ended up being a good thing. Over the next six weeks, we all learned that she had been badly abused, and she was afraid of everything. But she learned too – she learned that we were a pack, that she was safe, and that she would never be abandoned again. To this day, she dances every time it’s time to eat, loves to snuggle and give kisses (I let her), and “herd” me around the house (I let her do that, too).
Today, our little pack is doing really well – we have good food, toys, and treats (Thanks, Bone-a-Fide Dog!), soft beds, and of course each other. Gotta go – another adventure is waiting!
Hi. Our names are Jazz and Cam. I am the oldest and am an American Miniature Shepherd. My mom and I have been doing competitive agility for about 6 years. I just love the jumping and going through tunnels and over A frames. It is a very fast running sport for both of us. Mom can’t usually keep up with me, but she tries to tell me ahead of time what obstacle to take. As a team, we’re competing in the top masters classes.
Eating a healthy, nutritious diet is the secret to keeping me fit and at peak performance. That’s why Mom buys only the best food at Bone-a-Fide Dog!. My “brother” Cam is just 6 months old and is a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel. He is a work in progress and may someday be as good at agility as I am. We hope you will come watch an agility trial and say hello.