Cultureshock

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Skye has always been a bit unusual. She’s a border collie, but red in place of black, like an Irish setter..... some people think she’s a fox. And before she was very old we found out that she had a problem with one of her hips....  so she has to have a special diet and painkillers every day. Dad says he has had less bother with cheaper cars! None of this stopped her from being naughty – I swear she had horns.  We even had to have a dog cage to keep her way from my laptop leads when I tried to work and we bought heavy bowls to stop her tipping everything out. When I first met Skye she was so tiny and incredibly cute. She just sat there surrounded by the other puppies waiting her turn. When another pup was put down she would lift her paw above her head as if to ask ‘is it may turn’. We had wanted a boy dog – manly because our family dogs had always been boys but she had a way of looking at you. So dad paid the arm and the leg and Skye came home with us on Saturday 3rd January 2009. I found the smallest soft toy I could to keep her company but it was still at least as big as her. The two of them wrestled for ages between long naps. One day not very long after we first got her, Mam couldn’t find Skye anywhere in the house. She searched the garden and then decided that she must have got out of the house – PANIC – it was  ACTION STATIONS with me trying to get my trainers on in less than 3 seconds and my brother Paul scrambling from his bed and flying down the stairs without touching any of them. We were all about to set off in our allocated directions when I noticed the tip of a tiny tale just visible under the very, very low shelf of a table in the corner of the room.... And there she sat asnooze. As time went on we became good friends. We go for walks most days which is great – playing stick and hide and seek which is great except when she finds deer droppings. She stays close when we are at home too – curls up next to me when I am near the fire and sits beside me at the table when I’m working there.  Listening with her enormous ears. Skye is my amazing dog – fast as the wind – on 3 legs - and oh I nearly forgot - with ears like dishes – Skye dishes.