Ducky is a mixed-breed that my husband and I rescued from our local animal shelter on September 17th, 2012. She is part Cardigan Welsh Corgi and part (Black) Labrador Retriever. I don’t even want to think about how that happened!! LOL! But to continue…when we first rescued/adopted Ducky, I went online to www.amazon.com in search of all the books I could find about the Corgi breeds. I was already familiar with Labs, but aside from a few cute pictures I’d seen online, I had no idea what I was getting myself into.
So, back to the story. Ducky’s personality is all Corgi. She’s “bossy”, extremely vocal, and a little “nuts”. She tells us, quite vociferously, when it’s time to go outside. And, she makes us laugh until we cry at her antics. (Except when she gets “snarky” with older sister, Shadow. That’s when it’s time for a firm “no”.) Her coat is more like that of a Black Lab … short, coarse, and thin … but her tail has a little bit of feathering at the end of it. And, if you look closely, you can see some brown mixed in with the black on her torso along with some white/light grey around her muzzle and chest.
I first met Ducky when I was in the beginning portion of my hands-on training phase of my Animal Behavior College dog obedience training instructor course. I went to the adoptions area and asked which one of the dogs needed me most. The response was unanimous: “Duuuucccckkkkyyyy!”
“Ducky?” I asked. “Where on earth did you get a name like that for a dog?” I asked, half laughing and half serious.
“Because”, Jennifer replied, “when she was first picked up by Animal Control as a stray, we didn’t know what to call her until Kayla saw her and said she’s ‘just ducky’ and the ‘Ducky’ part fit her perfectly.” So, back I went to the puppy room and found her sitting at the front of her kennel with the most pleading look on her face. She just seemed to say, “please get me out of here, puullleeeezzz!” So, I grabbed a training lead, opened the kennel door, put the lead around her neck, and got her out of the kennel. I carried her out to the courtyard to work with her. And I fell in love with those ears…..
Fast forward a few weeks. Ducky is now a part of the family. With tons of anxieties made worse by all the time she spent at the shelter and being bounced around like a Ping-Pong ball. I sometimes have to make myself stop feeling guilty about not having adopted her right from the start. Anyway, after a month of living with us and driving her (much older) sisters crazy, I knew there had to be a better way. So, I took her to the doggie daycare that a friend of mine recommended for an introduction. Ducky did so well that I decided to leave her there for the rest of the day. WOW! What a difference that half a day made! The other dogs managed to teach her HOW to play nicely and by the time I picked her up, she was too exhausted to pester her sisters at all that night! She slept like a baby! She’s been spending at least a half day at daycare almost every day since that first time. She has been with us now for over 17 months; and I’ve been cutting back on her daycare time so that she can bond a bit more with her sisters. She still has her moments; but we’ve accepted her the way she is and we love her dearly. We can’t imagine our lives without her any more. She is definitely part of the family. And her sisters have been helping me teach her how to be a good dog. Callie is SO patient with her that it’s as though Callie decided to be her surrogate mother. Shadow has accepted her and pretty much ignores her little “outbursts” now. Or, just walks away from her when she gets “snarky”.