Losing Psycho and Gaining Another

Losing Psycho has been one of the most devastating events.  She was my world and had been my constant companion for ten years.  At the beginning of the week David told me I could get whatever kind of dog I wanted as my next pet.  I wanted another Australian Cattle Dog of some sort.  So over the last couple days I have looked at hundreds of dogs in four shelters.  I have checked out every dog on petfinder that was withing driving distance. 

On Tuesday we found a beautiful five month old German Shepard.  She was taken to the shelter for eating chickens.  After doing some research on German Shepard's I decided I couldn't take one because of the potential health problems.  Tuesday we also found an Australian cattle dog that I liked.  She was too timid and scared to even come out on a leash with us.  She didn't speak to me and wasn't the right dog.

On Wednesday the Animal Humane Society had a couple Australian cattle dog pups.  I called to see if they were still available and they were.  When we got to the shelter they were already adopted.  So David offered to take me to the east side animal shelter.  When we were walking through a particular Australian cattle dog caught my eye.  She was smaller than most Australian cattle dogs and was the neatest color.  We took her out and played with her.  In the play area as we were looking around we noticed big clumps of what appeared to be Psycho's hair.  I already liked the little dog but that seemed to be Psycho's blessing to take her home.

So we took her home.  The first place she went outside was to where Psycho had laid until we came home.  She stood in that place and wimpered a little.  I think she knows that Psycho was there and meant a lot to me.  As of right now I am calling her no name until we can come up with some as creative and unique as DB or Psycho.  No name has a few really funny things about her.  This morning she picked a fight with Shelby the black Doberman and then went and hid behind Gracie our red Doberman.  She also was nipping at my pantleg trying to herd me around the house while I was getting ready.

After doing some research I am pretty sure I figured out what no name is.  She does not look exactly like an australian cattle dog.  I think she is a Red Cloud Kelpie.  She looks just like one.  It makes me wonder how such an excellent herding dog ended up in an Albuquerque animal shelter.  Kelpie's are known to jump on the backs of sheep to get to the front of the herd and clear up a jam.  I am waiting for the day she decideds to herd dobermans by jumping on their backs.

Now I have a 7 month old kelpie to keep my mind off of Psycho.  I can't ever replace my Psycho dog.  But as bad as it hurt to lose Psycho I think it is good to keep taking strays until the day I die.  There will be only on Psycho in the world but there will always be good pound dogs that need a home.

One more note on Psycho.  My coworker Dominic cracked me up about Psycho yesterday.  He said she was a G (lingo for gangster).   He told me in the list of all time G's it goes Tupac, Notorious BIG, Psycho the dog.  They all went out at the top of their game in a blaze of glory.

Here are some pictures of no name.  Keep in mind she weighed 17.9 lbs. two days ago when they weighed her to spay her.  If she really is a kelpie she will get to 30-40 lbs. max.  She won't be very big.

P.S. I think she looks like a Dingo.