Shepherd

Mojo is part German Shepherd and he loves to herd. He usually doesn't have enough people or animals to herd, but when he does he's happy.

Last Thanksgiving we had our then 8-year-old niece over. We took her and Mojo to the playground near out house. Matt went to take Mojo home because it was his dinner time while I was going to stay and let our niece play a little longer. Mojo wouldn't leave. He refused to go home with Matt. He had to stay until she was ready to go. And he had to stay by her side and keep her safe. Even when we went home, he didn't leave her side all night. She watched TV or played Wii and he had to sit right behind her.

This Thanksgiving, we were all watching movies at the in-laws' house. All seven of us were gathered around the TV until Mojo's grandma went to play on the computer in another room. Mojo was so cute. Every five minutes he'd make his rounds to check on her. He'd make sure she was alright and then tell her she needed to come out and sit with the rest of the family. He'd look in the glass doors to the room she was sitting in and wag his tail and try to be as fun as possible. When he was done with his rounds he'd come back to play with the rest of the family—only to get up in five minutes to check on grandma.