Hi, my name is Huck and I am a full-blooded Border Collie. I was born in May 2006, the only male in a litter of four siblings. When I wasn't good at herding cattle, my owner gave me up for adoption, surrendering me to a Border Collie Rescue group. My sister Jett and I were very lucky to end up this way; many border collies are abandoned or taken to shelters. Since borders are so smart 
many people think they want a border collie and so puppy breeders often try to make money by breeding and selling border collies. 
But we borders are active dogs, and aren't well suited to a sedentary life. The border collie rescue groups try to educate people about us, and try to find us good forever homes. My foster dad's name is Al and he was great. He showed me how not to "go" inside the house, how to walk on a leash, and what to do when someone says "easy" or "stop" or "sit" and stuff like that.
I was sad to leave Daddy Al, but I was lucky to find my family. I have a dad and mom and two great boys aged 11 and 8 who love to run around the backyard with me and let me herd them. We go for walks in the park and hikes in the woods. I have a fenced backyard where I can go out to play nearly every single day.
So my new mom said I should start this blog to tell about my adventures with my family, and that maybe others could learn from my story.
