Willa

Willa is our dog. She is a Rottweiler/Australian Shepherd mix. In appearance and character, she’s more Rott. Her colors are beautiful and her presence intimidating. Like her breeding, she’s loyal, intelligent and has a determined work ethic. Play is not in her repertoire. She turns any attempts at play into work. Her favorite “chore” is fetch. She will play until she collapses. She also loves going running with My Geek. It stimulates her mind as much as her body. So much to see and protect.

Willa is not into squeaky toys. If you give her a stuffed animal, she thinks, “it must be destroyed”. That’s her job, isn’t it? But she is not destructive. She does not bother anything in the house and the worse damage she does in the back yard is dig holes and run a dirt path up along the fence at the road.

And Willa is a sweetheart. She’s skittish of all loud noises. You know when something has bothered her because she will be under your knees. She needs routine. At the slightest change she will hunker on her favorite blanket. Even if we rearrange the furniture she will tentatively enter the room to determine the places that are safe and the places that need defending.

Of course, we talk to her as if she could understand. Because of her seriousness we tease her constantly, making up stories of her elaborate adventures. She’s a hero. She’s a villain. She’s a rock star!