Meet adoptable deaf, 6 year old Australian Cattle Dog Havers who is looking for a loving forever home with someone who will cherish him and always keep him safe.

 

Hey! I am Havers, pronounced a HEY or HAY-vers!
I am an Australian Cattle Dog / Blue Heeler mix. We say mix because I came to the shelter as a stray almost a year ago. As best anyone knows I am around six years old and weigh 35 pounds. I am a high energy pooch with years of life and love ahead of me.
I may be the smartest creature that you will ever meet. One of many reasons I say that is because I went from the shelter to the spay-neuter clinic to the adoption center and home with my rescuer and not one person realized that I am deaf. I just figured out what those folks wanted me to do over the course of my short stays.


I am the perfect size for a small urban cottage and the person that I live with is an avid walker. Our walks are the best!
I went to six weeks of regular obedience classes where the instructors work with treats and positive motivation. I love treats and I am quick to learn what I must do to earn them. I like to train, and I also love puzzles. I like my Buster Cube, a puzzle that I can roll around at high speeds and gobble the bits of kibble as they drop. I also like my Dog Worker, it’s like a Rubik’s Cube for dogs.


I am an incredibly sweet girl who has learned a lot with the person who took me into her home. I am crate trained. When we are at home together, I have the run of the house and the door to the crate is always open. I may sleep on my bed, on her bed, a rug or just take a notion to snooze in my crate. I know when the person is getting ready to leave the house because that is the only time that I get the Prairie Bacon treat, my favorite! I like just having to be responsible for my own small space when I am alone. Nothing can harm me in my crate, but I can be impatient to get out when the person comes home. I bark and bounce as soon as I know that she is on her way in the front door. When she opens the door of my crate I bust out, it’s fun for me but it’s intense for a couple of minutes. This has been our routine, and I can lapse into mouthing and jumping.
I was rescued by a long-time dog lover. Since 1998 she has rescued six adult dogs all of whom lived for many years before crossing the rainbow bridge while being embraced in loving arms. That was the intention when we met. Her circumstances have changed. She has two jobs now. I am home alone for far too many hours and a brisk walk of one mile is great but it’s not enough.
I am such a good, good girl that I deserve more. My person and I dream of me in an active household. Maybe I could have a dog to shadow. You know, act as a mentor. Can a dog have her own service dog? Do you have a fenced in yard? I like to play ball, but our little yard is not fenced and playing ball indoors over stimulates me. I have never been around children except on our walks and, given that I still put my feet up on folks, we steer clear of little ones.