The amount of not only dogs but also people who are wronged because of appearance alone does not really need to be analyzed. We see something or someone, and at first glance our brain jumps to conclusions automatically, without us even realizing it. There are countless studies studying this very thing, but we are not here to do such analyses.
All we want is to talk to you about Indy. Not for the Indie you see, but for the Indie we know. Not for what she seems, but for what she is. She is essentially a puppy, completely pure and good. She is tender and incredibly human centered, full of zest for life, appetite to learn, appetite to enjoy what this world has to offer her.
She's great with cats she's lived with, she's incredibly affectionate with people, young and old (she's grown up with a young child), and she's good with dogs.
We ahve to be honest, we were afraid of the latter. We are also guilty of what we said above. We judged her before we even met her. And that's why we're trying to apologize to her somehow.
Indy was bought for the wrong reasons like many dogs of her breed when she was a two-month-old baby. When she was seven months old, her family just didn't want her anymore. In this she was unlucky. But she was lucky because she didn't end up in the wrong hands a second time, like dogs like her do. She came down to us.
Her lovely ears and wagging tail are in place, no one has had time to ruin her, no one has had time to make her something she isn't. She remained a good, sweet dog. A tabula rasa.
Indy is looking for a new family. She is a good dog, and a dog that needs proper exercise, and proper handling, in order for her and for the people in her life to be happy.
