Grammys Corgi Country

Good morning, world… I hope your day is going well… Now that you’ve met our O.C. (Ornery Cuss), I’ll tell you about the two pups that we kept. (The others all got WONDERFUL homes, and I keep in touch with them often.)

We still had O.C.’s dad, Buddy (better known around here as Butter Butt), at the time the pups were born. Bud was about 12 years old at the time, and we’d recently lost our Mist (O.C.’s mom) to cancer, so we kept two of the five that had survived their birth. Mist is the black tri in the header.

My son wanted the runt of the litter as he was hoping for a “mini” corgi, and that is just what his little Dorothy Joy Wigglebottom (as her total name has morphed into) turned out to be. He called her Dot from the very beginning as she has a spot on the back of the white ruff that goes around her neck.

She ended up taking the size of her small father and the coloration, conformation, attitude, coat type and smarts of her mother. He has even written a book about her and should have it into publication in about a month. He illustrated it with photos. I’ll let you know when it comes out.

The other pup that we kept, we named B.G. (short for Bud’s Grandson) He is the other pup in the picture. Beeg took the larger size of his corgi mom and the coat type and colors of his father (and his ears did come up shortly after this picture was taken).

The pups are about 2 and a half years old now. Dot does all kinds of tricks and B.G. does tricks and is coming along nicely as a helper dog, picking up things for me, etc.

Tomorrow I’ll tell you about their Auntie Sadie (better known around here as Silly Sadie), and our two horses. Have a blessed day.

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