Collies like to bark. You learn that the hard way, usually when you are standing at the door in your robe and pajamas in the early morning and you are screaming for the barking to stop. You can try to train, try to be the dominant one, bribe with cookies……all futile…..For a collie must release his song to the world at all times…..especially in the very early morning or very late night……..
Now, little Rusty is following his big brother’s lead. The minute his tiny paws step over the door threshold, his poodle song is released…….
A collie needs only the air to bark, why wait to find something at which to voice the alarm……Voice it first and tell every squirrel, bird, or human within a block radius that you have arrived. No matter that your mom is screaming at the door to be quiet, that just makes sounding the alarm more pertinent for the moment.
My poodle barks the song of all those still trapped in fear and abuse…….he sings the glorious song of freedom…….his “Collie/Poodle” bark. Now, his only fear is a raindrop falling on his head……..(Rusty, my poodle, doesn’t like the rain) Landon, my collie, loves it; he will stand out in the drenching downpour, not a care in the world. I keep hoping some of that will rub off on
Rusty too; it is almost an impossible endeavor to get him to go out in the rain. But, his world where rain is the enemy is a so much better place than the one from which he journeyed only a couple of months before. His little bark, part Collie, part Chinese, (we adopted him from China) part Knobloch pack now…….is loud and clear and safe…….and that is a glorious song ♥