When Barbie first came to us, along with a few other dogs from the municipal kennel of Tripoli, she got out of the van and did not start running back and forth, smelling and rejoicing.
Sshe stayed around with us.
She would fall down and show us her belly, wherever we went she went, and when we started leading each dog to its cage, she followed us without a leash, considering it obvious that wherever everyone goes she should go too.
That alone says a lot about her character.
Its driving force and what activates it is not food, it is not the tendency to chase something, to smell, to play.
Her innate tendency is to follow, to participate, to be part of what is happening in her herd, even if her herd is currently made up of only one human and her.
Every time we take her for a walk she comes, every time we take her to the office she cooperates, she sits, tries to do what you show her to do, and she's with all her being there, with you, focused on what you're doing together and focused on you.
If she were a girl she would be what we call a girl. Tall but not stocky, with girly features, long blonde hair, sweet face, almost babyish and manners.
It is a dog that really seems to have grown up in ways, that knows how to behave, that knows how to do what is appropriate at any given time. She is wonderful and brilliant.
