I am called "Dolly" - and mostly I am a doll of a dog, well behaved and taking my cues. But then at other times, especially lately in a few feet of snow, my inner dog takes over: I race so fast that even a big dog cannot catch me. And that while I am technically a Tripod. I am missing my left front paw. But while this leg does not serve a purpose in locomotion, it does help with balancing and manoevering. Don't remember how I lost that foot, I suspect I might have been born without it. My leg does not bother at all and is not sensitive to touch.
Talking about being born, that happened in South Carolina, about a year ago. I ended up in a shelter late last year, very shy. Happily I got a ride up North, and now I am in this here foster home. When I first came here I was still quite shy, a little like a clown, putting on a happy face, but scared. Now that only happens when I meet a stranger, especially if it is out doors.
What breed? They thought at the shelter I might be a Border Collie/Spaniel mix. I am small, about 20 lbs. Lots of freckles.
I finally got that "fix" -and I had all my vaccinations and "no heartworm". So now I can have my cyberspace debut! Should you see me and feel that chemistry, then please send an application, so we can meet and see if we click!
This was back in fall when I first came here from South Carolina
At the shelter in South Carolina