Acquired: Other (stray, given dog by friend etc.)
Posted February 4, 2016
When I was about twelve, my mother, a dog rescuer at the time, brought home the most beautiful dog I had ever seen. She was thin and graceful, with a dark salt-and-pepper coat, pointed, alert ears, and a blue-and-pink speckled tongue. Her name was Aurora, and she was an Australian Cattle Dog, or Blue Heeler.
I spent four short years with her, and viewed her more as an equal than as a pet. Sure, I loved all the dogs we lived with. My border collie was sweet, my poodle was funny, but Aurora was my friend. She sat with me and listened, as much as a dog can anyway, and we formed a bond.
The thing about Aurora was that she didn’t really care for other dogs very much. She did not get on with my border collie at all, she would snap at the smaller dogs, and was just generally very quick to anger. My review of her might be biased, simply because she is so close to me, but I feel like I understood her a lot better than potential adopters, or even my mom the Dog Queen, really did. I was just hitting the age where I was snapping too. She was a very cautious dog, and I was a very cautious preteen, I think that because of that, when the two of us were alone, we were both happy.
If I were to recommend this dog to anyone, it would be to those who want a “big dog” but not a “family dog”. Blue Heelers are very energetic like a lab or a border collie, but they are a bit more reserved personality-wise. They are alright with children, as long as the children are patient and willing to learn. They need a yard to expend their energy and plenty of playtime, and most importantly, they need to be respected.