In the immortal words of my favorite film actor, "Ears looking at you kid!"
I was named Shadow because I spend the majority of my time in the shadow of my Mom. I have no pedigree to speak of, although it be told that my mamma was a German Shepard and my daddy was a traveling man. Rumor has it that he was this playboy Airedale that lived several blocks over and made clandestine visits to my mamma in the night. So as a result there is me and 11 other siblings that I no longer am in contact with.
I got a good home and live out in the country where I can run and run and run. Mostly I run after things, ie, balls, frisbees, chewies, and my two little sisters.
You can read about them on their own pages. They are two annoying little Jack Russell's named Sidney and Sidedish who think they rule the roost, but I'm the one who keeps them straight.
As to the next question that comes after what kind of dog (I shudder at the word) is that, comes what happened to her ear?
Did she break it?
Did someone run over her as a pup?
Did she lose in a dog fight?
Well noooooooooooooooo, I came this way. In fact, this feature comes in very handy. One ear is always up and ready to detect danger of any sort that may come my way and the other one is to the ground. (in case Injuns are sneaking up on me) You never know when those pesky Injuns might invade Bossier Parish where I live.
This is me and Sidney chilling in the yard. As usual one ear is checking out the surrounding area and the other I always keep on her......you never know when she may try to sneak attack me.