About three weeks ago a dog showed up in my yard. Friendly dog and obviously one that was used to being around people. My dog, Sassy, was in heat so it wasn’t unusual for dogs from the neighboring fields to come visit during this time.
The dog is and Australian Sheepdog also called a Koolie. Well, I figured the koolie would be here until Sassy wasn’t in heat anymore, but another week went by, Sassy hadn’t been in heat for days and the koolie was still here. I wasn’t polite to him nor did I feed him. If he belonged to one of the neighbors I didn’t want him feeling so welcome here that he never went home. I don’t mind dogs in my yard at all. In fact I don’t chain up my own dog. That’s one of the huge benefits of living in the country in my opinion. But the koolie would get right up close and want attention.
Once when I was lying on the ground dropping my lawn tractor deck he lay down right next to me and put his head on my belly. I would push him away and tell him to cut it out, but he seemed nonplussed about my rudeness. Another time I opened the door to go into the house and he just walked right in like he owned the place.
Keep in mind, it’s been three weeks and I haven’t fed him nor even been civil him nor even taken a good look at him yet. The other night I had some friends over and I invited the koolie in to get their opinion of what I should do and I took my first good look at the dog. His fur was matted beyond what one would even think a neglectful owner would manage. He had scratches, scabs, and wounds all over his body. Apparently my little koolie friend had been living in the woods for quite some time.
My friends agreed that this was a lost dog and more than likely abandoned as Australian Shepherds are noted for their loyalty and just aren’t the type of dog to go wandering off and not come back. Paully was talking about adopting him and I thought, “Perfect, as long as he is out of my yard.”
I then got up and go to the bathroom leaving my friends and what was to be Paully’s new koolie at the counter. When I got out of the bathroom there was the koolie lying on the floor by the door. Both of my friends were looking at me and chuckling. Paully backpedaled from her earlier words of adoption and told me it was too late. The koolie had already adopted me.
So here the newly names Mystery lies on the floor with my daughter napping next to her. I’m glad he is here and wondering how I am going to afford getting him fixed and getting him his shots. Loyalty is far to scarce a characteristic in the world for me to go throwing it away. I’ll put an ad in the paper on the off chance that whoever lost him wants him back, but I’m not too worried that is going to happen. Mystery found me for a reason. Now let’s see where this new path takes us.