Me, Myself, and I

Hello there - it's nice you've found my page on WikiFido. I'm a relatively new member, but I'm a pretty internet savvy dog, having had a blog all my own for a little more than a year, and having jumped on the dog blog bandwagon with memberships at Dogster, and Dogs with Blogs, of course.

My name is Abby K9 - it's both a play on words (my mom likes to call me Abbydog when we're playing), and also a bit of humor since many people only know German Shepherds as police dogs, so they often ask if I'm "one of those K-9 dogs". Mom smiles and says, "Of course - she's an Abby K9."

At the end of May 2008, I'm turning five - I guess that's about the age I'm supposed to start settling down and become a calm, well behaved dogger. Haha... that's what mom expects, anyway. I doubt that's going to happen anytime soon, though. I might be calm and laid back in the house (yeah, "laid back", says mom - more like "laid on the couch!") but I can be quite the firecracker when I have a chance to run, run, run. When I'm off leash, standing still is not one of my strong points, and I've been known to give the Energizer bunny a run for his money!

My owners are the kind of people who know a lot about dogs - and like to share what they know. That can be pretty boring at times when people talk to them at the store after seeing me (and saying what a beautiful dog I am, of course) and they end up talking forever, requiring me to sit still when I'd much rather be moving around and checking things out. I guess you could consider my parents Shepherd activists because they always want to share things about me and my fellow GSDs - for example, the fact that we do come in colors other than black and tan, and that we're not supposed to be huge, fat dogs!

I'm also a rescue dog. Yup - I'm one of those purebred, predigreed dogs (ear tattoo and all) that make up nearly a quarter of dogs dumped in shelters across the United States each year. As a matter of fact, mom and dad came to get me a day before my time was up, and they were going to put me to sleep since it's so hard to find a place that will let people be owned by a German Shepherd. (Apartment rules, insurance and all that ...) But my parents were lucky. Not only am I the best dog (ever!), but the place where we live allows German Shepherds, and so does daddy's renter's insurance. I'm even covered under the liability clause - $30,000 in case I ever ... I don't know... lick someone to death?

Since I'm a rescue, mom and dad always make it a point to tell people what great dogs rescued dogs are. Mom made the video below to help raise awareness for shelter dogs - well, shelter German Shepherds, since the video features only pretty GSDs like myself. Please make sure you tell her if you like the video by commenting - and by passing it on!

Enjoying a beautiful summer's day outside.