
I got him as a pup from a Border Collie breeder near Peterborough, Ontario back in early 1996, which was also a working sheep farm. I had always loved the incredible intelligence of the breed and knew that's what I wanted. When I went to pick him up he was the only puppy chewing on a raw sheep's leg...was kind of gross but I knew at that moment that he was the dog for me so I took him home.
His intelligence was beyond belief, he was incredibly agile and fast, was great with the kids and never left my side (and did a pretty hammed-up version of play dead in his prime and was wicked with a Frisbee). I've had some great dogs in the past, but he was really a step above. It was like talking to a person when I was with him. Through his entire life he had no health concerns until in the spring of 2009; his health finally started to affect him and in Aug we were forced to put him down. It was one of the saddest days of my life. I stayed with him until the end and I am glad I did. Here's to the smartest and most loyal dog I've ever known.
Funny story. When he was about 2 years old, I taught him to grab the newspaper off the front step so I wouldn't have to get dressed up in the cold weather (and I'm lazy). He was very good at it. Then one day I was outside shoveling my sidewalk with my neighbour and we were chatting away and my wife let Casey out to play in the snow while we shoveled....but he didn't play.....he walked right by us, walked up my neighbour's front door, grabbed his newspaper from his step, walked right by us again, brought it to my front door, dropped it and then barked to be let back in...... what a look I got from the neighbour, but I swear he had never done that before.....
Ken Rozema, Whitby Ontario.