He came to us as a puppy. He was from a home where he was not wanted or appreciated. He has some slightly disturbing behavioral traits that only surface occasionally. It does make us wonder at times about what might have really happened to him before he came into our life.

We do know that he failed his “training”, which is why he was not wanted. Apparently the basic training was carried out with the aid of a cattle prod. He hates motorbikes to this day as he was forced as a young pup to try to ride on one, he didn’t like it at all. We also have our suspicions about if he might have been kicked as he seems to be afraid of feet.

Buster the Dog. Typical pose with his tongue out

So, what do we know about this young dog. We know that he is not a pure breed of anything. His mum was a pure breed Australian Kelpie, his dad was a Red Cattle Dog cross Border Collie. That information tells us that he is pure working dog. He loves to run and loves to swim. He gets bored very easily, so needs to be kept busy by being given tasks and duties. Although still technically still a pup at this stage, he is larger than many full grown adult dogs.

Buster the Dog at age of 3 months
Buster the Dog, day one of life with us, already he loves Beth.

For his own quality of life, and so that he is never accused of wrong doing, we had Buster de-sexed not long after he was six months old. This resulted in the need for him to wear a cone on his head for a couple of days. Oh how sad and sombre he was for that few days.


So we take him to a local area every week so that he can enjoy a swim. Luckily there are quite a few other people that also take their dogs for a swim, so they all get to beĀ  social with each other. This is actually quite important for dogs, as they are pack animals and need to be sociable, they need to be with other dogs at times, if only for a short amount of time.


As he has grown, he has shown us more of his personality. He does seem to be very clever and very cunning. We have at times discovered that he has quietly crept into the bedroom and climbed onto our bed for his own afternoon nap. See the picture below of when we discovered him in the act.

When we take him for a swim, we allow him to dig as many holes as he wants. If left to his own choices, our backyard would look like an open cut mine. At this stage we seem to have been reasonably successful in teaching him not to did holes in our yard. We say reasonably successful, because there is one little corner where he just seems to insist on wanting to dig a hole. These pictures were taken at the local riverbank where we take him for a swim.

He is growing into a wonderful, loving, loyal and very protective (of Beth) dog. He is not just a pet, he is a very important part of our family.

The life journey of one of Mans Best Friends will continue.