: About Me

My family moved into a farming comunity in the far north of B.C. People all around us were stoping to offer their best wishes and of course their best suggestions on running a successful farm. One suggestion was repeated over and over, "Get a dog". My father had purchased about 150 chickens and was losing one chicken almost nightly, to creatures of the night. My father and mother decided to search out the perfect pet, companion, creature killing, guard dog they could find. My parents could not agree on the type, size, or breed that this dog would be. One night while in town, my parents dec...