Eight more paws on the farm!

Well, this week we finally found OUR dogs, Sophie and Tristan. They speak French, so feel free to say those names with a French accent!

Sophie is mostly yellow Lab, Tristan is a Lab/Viszla mix (part teddy bear... WHAT a suck!) They are both five years old and have grown up together. To cut a long, sad story short, they belonged to a beautiful family of three (young military couple with toddler), living on a hobby farm, until November 4, when this young man tragically committed suicide. Sadly, his wife has had to sell everything, including the livestock, rehome the dogs and move to an apartment. The husband's last request was that the dogs not spend the rest of their lives on a chain.

And they won't, because they are now ours! They are wonderful dogs, loving, affectionate and so obedient. As their foster Mom said, they know what is expected of them. I have never seen anything like it. And although we have not tested them out yet, they apparently gently herd livestock, including chickens! And they have lived with cats and are good with them (although so far our cats think they are filth and won't go near them!)

Although we were not looking for two dogs, we are so happy we took these two in, and are completely besotted. More stories to come, but for now, some photos...

Sniffing down the snowy trail today, with Sophie in the lead!

This public trail is just a short drive from our farm.

Lookin’ pretty in pink!

The moon setting early this morning, while I stood freezing in my pajamas and robe at -15 Celsius. And Miss Sophie!

Gordon and his new kids, on the trail through our woodlot.

My face needed a thorough washing.

One happy farm dog!

Taking a brief rest.

Tristan likes to explore the barn.