Hi, my name is Heather but at my house they call me the villain. I was brought home to a house that already had an ACD. His name is Logan (he is on here too!) I am not so sure Logan likes me much. Every I try to sit by him he gets up and moves somewhere else, he won't share his milk with me and he hates it when I take all his chew toys. He does like playing with me though. Every now and then we get into some serious tug-of-war matches, I let home win. We also get into lots of mischief while my parents are at work. My parents are real lucky to have me though. I am from the same blood line as Logan. We came from a man that had bread ACD for over 15 years and died shortly after they got Logan. About a year and half later they wanted to get Logan a friend and on a whim went out to his ranch and found me. I am from the last litter the daughter was going to have of her fathers dogs.
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