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Originally Posted by Solfy
We had Oliver about a year when we got Zoe, who was an Aussie.
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Our Zoe was an Aussie mix, who died suddenly at the age of 10 without any signs of illness. She was the smartest dog we'd ever seen, and was a beloved family member. That girl would herd our cats if she felt they had gone too far away from the house, because they were part of the family and needed protecting.
We spoke plain English to her, too... and she understood nearly everything we said to her. Oh sure, we had some basic commands, like "sit", "lay", etc., but she went beyond that. One time she got in trouble, and I told her to "go lay down in your dog house and don't come out 'til I say!" She immediately hung her head, and laid in her dog house. I came out about 15 - 20 minutes later to find her still in her house, with the saddest eyes. I told her to come out, and she did. Told her to tell me she was sorry, which she did by hanging her head down. Then, and this is the part that kills me even today, I told her to go tell dad (my husband) she was sorry. I'm not kidding, guys... she immediately went and found my husband in the garage, sat down in front of him and hung her head. He asked me what was going on, and it took me a minute to find the words to tell him what I'd said to her. He bent down, told her thank you and patted her on her head. She immediately perked up and then trotted off to do her dog-herding thang.
I miss her.