Meet Pocket! She’s one and-a-half and fully Corgi powered.
Her talents include catching frisbees mid-air, retrieving lost apples, practicing her master squeak-ectomist skills, chasing wild turkeys, swimming in rivers, herding chickens (or trying to), and helping her folks on fishing, hiking and kayaking trips.
“Pocket was raised with a flock of four chickens. She thought she was one one of them” says Mom Miranda, “in spite of an occasional peck on the nose from Belina, our resident Buff Orpington.”
The Halloween chicken costume probably didn’t help her identity issues. (Poultry-geist?!)
“Pocket was named Pocket before she was even born. Growing up, my best friend’s family dogs were both called Pocket. We get tons of questions about the name, like “was it because she was small enough to fit in your pocket?” Nope, we didn’t actually get her until she was 10 weeks old.”
“We got her in Texas and had a hard time choosing her, though we fell in love with one picture long before we met her. Her tongue was sticking out and we could see that she had a tail nub that was a bit too long.”
“Our choice was between Pocket and a cousin who was a bit more boisterous. We used all those ‘how to pick a puppy” techniques like holding her down to see if she squirmed, see if she followed us, etc. In the end, we relied on gut instinct and went with the tail!”
“Like her mother Feisty, Pocket is small — about twenty pounds. We often hear “is she full grown?” or “is she a mix?”, because she’s so small and dainty.”
“We like it! We also like that her tail is “too long”; it’s part of the reason we pounced on her. Now I think her long “flag” is a little ridiculous, but in a good way.”
Pocket’s tricks at five months old.
“We’ve done some herding training with her when we could afford it, and she showed great promise, even at a very young age. She could help us get our one wild chicken into the house during the day if we were going out, which was very helpful.”
Pocket’s Mom Feisty (the one with a lot of white), with relatives Concho and Dakota.
“Our girl was always skinny, not much of an eater until a few months ago when we moved from Texas to Oregon.”
“Here, her world got more uncertain and full of other dogs …
… but after leaving behind the Texas heat and the confinement of leashes at all times, Pocket is loving Oregon as much as we are. Soon she’ll get to play in some real snow.”
“We’ve worked from day one to train her and hone her behavior skills. She’s doing great, despite the occasional frustrating potty mistakes amidst the moving. Pocket gets along with most dogs she meets, though she’s been bitten twice twice by dogs who actually ARE bigger than her, despite her opinion.”
Mom, I’ve done my research — those dogs definitely aren’t bigger than me!
“Pocket’s favorite place is between us on the sofa at night, with a “tiny bone” (rawhide strip) in her mouth. She loves us deeply and hates it when the pack is separated. We just can’t imagine our lives without her.”
Pocket, you are SUPER FLY!
Welcome to The Daily Corgi!