Happy birthday Tasha!

Today is Tasha's third birthday. That's twenty-one in "people years." She's growing into a good, mostly well-behaved, little dog. Looking back at house training, learning to go up and down stairs, accepting the harness and leash, and learning not to run away off leash, it all seems so long ago and easy. Of course, it's not at all easy when you're going through it. But sheepdogs are pretty smart and eager to learn.

Natasha of the Wolves of Isengard. She's a Shetland Sheepdog. And not a puppy any more.

We met Tasha when she was just over two weeks old. She was a tiny thing. When we brought her home in April of 2017, I could still pick her up with one hand. She was smaller than Bert the cat. She didn't go through the chewing phase that Callie did (thankfully), but liked to nip at my heels (and still does). Tasha's a good watch dog, barking at anyone and anything that passes by the house (including pigeons). I could open a pillow factory using the hair she constantly sheds, if dog hair pillows were a thing. And she loves to ride in the car.

Happy birthday, Tasha! We're glad you came to live with us.