Meet Daisy
Daisy photos and video courtesy of Daisy's awesome rescuers, Chaya Digital Arts, Steele Photography, and Maddie Steele
Hi! I'm Daisy! I'm a gorgeous Blue Heeler who is loving life in the Colorado mountains.
I'm 3 years old and weigh about 45 pounds. I'm house-trained, crate-trained and spayed. These days I'm all big smiles!
I'm always ready for adventure when out and about, but also love snuggling up on the couch with my people and relaxing.
I love tossing around my fluffy duck toy, chewing on big bones and Kongs, and snoozing in the patches of sun around the house. I walk nicely on a leash (unless there are bunnies - but hey, who can resist bunnies!) and get good zoomies when I'm running around the yard.
My foster mom says I'm the total package: able to keep up on adventures, trustworthy, snuggly, and adjusting very well. She says I'm super smart, eager to work, and really athletic. She thinks I'd love agility, treibball and freestyle! I've tried barn hunt, which is really fun, too! My ideal home would be one that's committed to giving me plenty of exercise, mental stimulation, and positive training.
I am trustworthy alone at home for reasonable amounts of time while my foster mom works, and sometimes she even takes me to the office with her, where I love getting attention from all her coworkers. Did I mention how much I love my people? It's not necessary for you to have another dog in your home, as I can go either way - both with other dogs and just on my own with you! Like many heelers, I can be dog-selective, though. Look, you don't like everyone you meet, do you? So introductions to other dogs must be done with knowledgeable supervision. I do go to daycare twice a week and everyone there LOVES me, but in big playgroups, I get a little worked up. Oh, and because of that bunny prey-drive thing, I probably wouldn't be the best fit for a home with small dogs unless you're willing to do very careful introductions.
Unfortunately, I didn't get the best start in life. I was found running around in rural Texas with a bullet wound in my hip! Can you believe someone would do that to such a pretty girl? My foster people think I was probably just doing what my breed is meant to do: chase cows! Isn't it fun to see them run and hear them go "mooooooo!" when you nip at them?? I was just trying to live my best life...
So speaking of herding, I am really good at it. Like, amazing. I was born this way! So when we're out walking and a runner or bike or car passes us, I want to herd them... really badly... like really, really badly... My foster mom doesn't like this; she says I send her to the chiropractor every week because when I try to herd these moving things, I lunge to the end of my leash and bark and don't let up until they go away! (Don't worry, though, I watch carefully to see if they're coming back!) It's super fun, I don't know why she doesn't like it. Anyway, my people are teaching me to "leave it," which is boring, but sometimes it's worth it for my paycheck - chicken!!! In the meantime, I don't go for walks in busy places with lots of bikes, like Marshall Mesa or Boulder Creek Path. My foster mom says I might be able to some day, with lots and lots of training and some maturity. Gosh, what do I need, a Ph-freaking-D??? (Yes, says mom.) She also says that giving me enough exercise is a delicate balance of just enough, but not too much so that I'm completely overstimulated, and things that tire out my brain, not just my body.
I'm also terrible on car rides. Usually, getting in the car means we're going somewhere awesome (a new place to hike, or maybe doggie daycare!!!), and I get so excited that I bark my head off and squeal (I have the most beautiful voice, if I do say so myself, and sometimes it's nice just to hear it!)... And sometimes I get frustrated and bark when we pass those pesky bikes. Come on, Mom! Just let me at 'em... I'm better if I can't see out of the car, though, so if you can crate me in the back of your SUV, I'm okay.
So you might be catching on to the fact that my first couple of years were a little rough. No one really taught me self control or how to channel my energy and instincts, so I just let my freak flag fly, and they sent me to the pound! Luckily, SDR took me in, fixed me up, treated my heartworm (whatever that is; all I know is that I feel MUCH better these days) and sent me on my way to my forever home. My ideal home would be in a quieter neighborhood (preferably rural - I'm a country girl from Texas at heart, after all) with people who are committed to lovingly helping me learn how to function better in the busy Colorado lifestyle. It would also be great to have a big yard with a tall wooden fence, too. If I can't see those bikes going by, then I won't try to chase them, and maybe I'll finally relax a little! (If you live in an apartment/condo or a busy area, please don't apply for Daisy unless you have plenty of heeler and/or dog training experience.)
Did I mention I like to snuggle? If snuggling was a Nobel Prize category, I would probably win it every year (and spend the money on bones). As for the other stuff, it makes my people really happy when I work hard at it, and I live to please my people, so I guess I'll keep at it.
Check out my very own video above made by Summit Dog's extraordinary videographers/editors, Molly Steele and Maddie Steele!
For more info and/or to apply to adopt me, go to the top toolbar, click Adopt, click Dog Application; then fill it out and send it in. A nice volunteer from Summit Dog Rescue will get back to you as soon as they can.
I'm 3 years old and weigh about 45 pounds. I'm house-trained, crate-trained and spayed. These days I'm all big smiles!
I'm always ready for adventure when out and about, but also love snuggling up on the couch with my people and relaxing.
I love tossing around my fluffy duck toy, chewing on big bones and Kongs, and snoozing in the patches of sun around the house. I walk nicely on a leash (unless there are bunnies - but hey, who can resist bunnies!) and get good zoomies when I'm running around the yard.
My foster mom says I'm the total package: able to keep up on adventures, trustworthy, snuggly, and adjusting very well. She says I'm super smart, eager to work, and really athletic. She thinks I'd love agility, treibball and freestyle! I've tried barn hunt, which is really fun, too! My ideal home would be one that's committed to giving me plenty of exercise, mental stimulation, and positive training.
I am trustworthy alone at home for reasonable amounts of time while my foster mom works, and sometimes she even takes me to the office with her, where I love getting attention from all her coworkers. Did I mention how much I love my people? It's not necessary for you to have another dog in your home, as I can go either way - both with other dogs and just on my own with you! Like many heelers, I can be dog-selective, though. Look, you don't like everyone you meet, do you? So introductions to other dogs must be done with knowledgeable supervision. I do go to daycare twice a week and everyone there LOVES me, but in big playgroups, I get a little worked up. Oh, and because of that bunny prey-drive thing, I probably wouldn't be the best fit for a home with small dogs unless you're willing to do very careful introductions.
Unfortunately, I didn't get the best start in life. I was found running around in rural Texas with a bullet wound in my hip! Can you believe someone would do that to such a pretty girl? My foster people think I was probably just doing what my breed is meant to do: chase cows! Isn't it fun to see them run and hear them go "mooooooo!" when you nip at them?? I was just trying to live my best life...
So speaking of herding, I am really good at it. Like, amazing. I was born this way! So when we're out walking and a runner or bike or car passes us, I want to herd them... really badly... like really, really badly... My foster mom doesn't like this; she says I send her to the chiropractor every week because when I try to herd these moving things, I lunge to the end of my leash and bark and don't let up until they go away! (Don't worry, though, I watch carefully to see if they're coming back!) It's super fun, I don't know why she doesn't like it. Anyway, my people are teaching me to "leave it," which is boring, but sometimes it's worth it for my paycheck - chicken!!! In the meantime, I don't go for walks in busy places with lots of bikes, like Marshall Mesa or Boulder Creek Path. My foster mom says I might be able to some day, with lots and lots of training and some maturity. Gosh, what do I need, a Ph-freaking-D??? (Yes, says mom.) She also says that giving me enough exercise is a delicate balance of just enough, but not too much so that I'm completely overstimulated, and things that tire out my brain, not just my body.
I'm also terrible on car rides. Usually, getting in the car means we're going somewhere awesome (a new place to hike, or maybe doggie daycare!!!), and I get so excited that I bark my head off and squeal (I have the most beautiful voice, if I do say so myself, and sometimes it's nice just to hear it!)... And sometimes I get frustrated and bark when we pass those pesky bikes. Come on, Mom! Just let me at 'em... I'm better if I can't see out of the car, though, so if you can crate me in the back of your SUV, I'm okay.
So you might be catching on to the fact that my first couple of years were a little rough. No one really taught me self control or how to channel my energy and instincts, so I just let my freak flag fly, and they sent me to the pound! Luckily, SDR took me in, fixed me up, treated my heartworm (whatever that is; all I know is that I feel MUCH better these days) and sent me on my way to my forever home. My ideal home would be in a quieter neighborhood (preferably rural - I'm a country girl from Texas at heart, after all) with people who are committed to lovingly helping me learn how to function better in the busy Colorado lifestyle. It would also be great to have a big yard with a tall wooden fence, too. If I can't see those bikes going by, then I won't try to chase them, and maybe I'll finally relax a little! (If you live in an apartment/condo or a busy area, please don't apply for Daisy unless you have plenty of heeler and/or dog training experience.)
Did I mention I like to snuggle? If snuggling was a Nobel Prize category, I would probably win it every year (and spend the money on bones). As for the other stuff, it makes my people really happy when I work hard at it, and I live to please my people, so I guess I'll keep at it.
Check out my very own video above made by Summit Dog's extraordinary videographers/editors, Molly Steele and Maddie Steele!
For more info and/or to apply to adopt me, go to the top toolbar, click Adopt, click Dog Application; then fill it out and send it in. A nice volunteer from Summit Dog Rescue will get back to you as soon as they can.