Entlebucher Sennenhund

I know full well what a rare breed of dog I have in Skeeder, and the pure luck of the unique circumstances of how I came to own him. Skeeder was a gift to me from my dear friend Sean, who lives in Switzerland. I was visiting him last summer and Skeeder and I hit it off so well that I pleaded with Sean to let me adopt him if he ever found himself unable to care for him. It was more of a joke than anything, but when Sean's health began to fail, he called and asked me if I was serious about adopting Skeeder.

Now that we've settled into our new life together, I couldn't be happier that Skeeder is mine. I guess it's the nature of this breed and their love of people that makes Skeeder so special. He's not interested in sniffing out vermin, or chasing birds, or herding cattle. He just wants to be near his people, particularly, me. We have developed a unique bond, which says a lot since I was never really a dog person. Dogs just seemed like more work than worth.

That's not the case with Skeeder. He's definitely more worth than bother. In fact, other than feeding and a little yard clean up, he is no trouble at all. He's clean, and hasn't developed any bad habits like chewing or digging. Skeeder is up to doing whatever I'm in the mood for, whether it's playing hard or going out for a casual walk. He's always ready, and while he's not lazy, he's not over energetic to the point that I feel any pressure to run him excessively. He's just a great companion, period.

And Skeeder is just unique enough to always grab some attention and inquiries, so I've met a lot of interesting people thanks to him. When people learn how rare this dog is in the United States, they get even more intrigued. Skeeder just loves the attention - and I have to admit, so do I.