Oh hi. I’m Karen Smith. Yes, that Karen. No, I will not explain math to you. I’m just here to be adorable and emotionally supportive while occasionally making questionable life choices involving leaves. I may not be able to predict the weather with my chest, but I can tell you that once you meet me, you won't be able to resist my charm. Think glitter, sunshine, and the emotional depth of a golden retriever who just discovered belly rubs. I assume everyone is my friend. The mailman? Friend. The neighbor? Friend. The suspicious leaf blowing across the yard? Probably friend. I don’t really do drama. I just do vibes.
I am an 8-week-old, 7-pound female Border Collie mix, which is basically code for “tiny genius(hey, I may have my "blonde moments" but that doesn't mean I am not one smart cookie) wrapped in a marshmallow.” I arrived in this world as part of an unexpected litter, but don’t worry, my mama is getting spayed, and my siblings and I landed safely in rescue, ready to find our happily ever afters.
How do I get along with other dogs? Oh my gosh, I am AMAZING with other dogs. I see another dog and I’m like, “HI BEST FRIEND I BROUGHT MY WHOLE FACE AND ALSO MY PAWS.” I assume we’re playing. Immediately. Forever. I will bounce. I will paw. I will try to initiate zoomies whether they signed up for that activity or not. Because of this… I am probably not the right match for a grumpy senior dog. Listen. I respect my elders. I do. But if your current dog prefers crossword puzzles, quiet reflection, and yelling at clouds… and I come flying in like, “BESTIE LET’S WRESTLE AT MAXIMUM SPEED,” that might not be the peaceful retirement they envisioned. I have not met a cat yet. So at this time, the feline community and I remain mysterious strangers in separate tax brackets. Now, let’s think this through. I have the enthusiasm of a motivational speaker and the impulse control of a toddler with a juice box. If I see something small and fast? I will likely assume we are playing tag. Immediately. Without consent forms. So, would I love your cat...absolutely. Would they love me? Debatable. Have I been around kids? Yes. A 16-year-old, to be exact. Which, in my professional opinion, is basically a tall puppy with car keys. And let me tell you — I am the playful sidekick. Think energetic best friend in a coming-of-age movie. I would likely do well with kids who understand that I am, in fact, a baby. A smart baby. A bouncy baby. A baby who might occasionally forget that fingers are not chew toys, because I am still learning how to exist in society.
Energy level? An 8. I wake up ready to participate. But I also crash. Hard. After I’ve zoomed, bounced, investigated, and supervised your entire household, I am fully capable of curling up like a tiny croissant and pretending I’ve never caused a single moment of tom foolery in my life. Adventure-seeker or homebody? I am young and the world is brand new. I want to see things. Smell things. Learn things. I’m a Border Collie mix — curiosity is basically factory-installed and I imagine I would love to go places with my new family. Now, after said adventure, will I dramatically collapse into a nap like I just returned from a marathon? Also yes. But I’m not a “stay inside and contemplate life” kind of girl. I want movement. Experiences. Stories to tell the other dogs about. How would I describe my overall temperament? Imagine a motivational speaker. Now shrink her down to 7 pounds. Add fur. Remove the ability to pay bills. That’s me. I assume good things are about to happen. I assume everyone loves me. I assume the toy will squeak again if I try hard enough. I operate on optimism and snacks.
Would I thrive best with a securely fenced yard or in an apartment with leash walks? Okay. Let’s be realistic. I am an 8-week-old Border Collie mix with an energy level of “politely athletic.” I have legs. I intend to use them. A securely fenced yard? Incredible. Ideal. A safe little kingdom where I can zoom, practice my dramatic turns, and work through my very important puppy thoughts. Could I technically live in an apartment? Sure. I am small. ut here’s the thing — small does not equal low-energy. My brain needs things to do. My body needs movement. If apartment life is the plan, you’d better be committed to structured walks, enrichment, training sessions, and not just assuming I’ll “figure it out.” I will figure it out… but you might not like my solution.
Oh good. We’re talking about my future family now. So a few things to know. Potty training? That’s on you. I don’t come pre-programmed with a bathroom map. Puppy proofing? Also you. If you leave shoes, cords, or mysterious objects within reach, I will assume they are enrichment activities. Socializing? Critical. I need to meet the world in a positive, structured way so I grow up confident and brilliant instead of suspicious and bored. I’m wired to be smart and active — that’s not a flaw, that’s potential. But potential needs direction. Training? Oh, I am ready. I’m a Border Collie mix. My brain lights up when you teach me things. But someone has to actually… teach me. If you’re expecting me to download “Perfect Adult Dog 2.0” overnight, that’s not how software updates work. Okay wait...maybe that is how they work, but that is not how Karen's work. ;)
And now… my official sign off. 💁🏼♀️✨
Look. I’m seven pounds of happy. I’m smart, sparkly, wildly optimistic, and fully convinced life is one big group project I’m going to ace. I’m sweet. I’m social. I’m ridiculously trainable. And I love with my whole tiny, wiggly body. If you’re ready to raise a clever little overachiever who will adore you forever? I’m your girl. Now for the important part. You cannot just “vibe” your way into adopting me. This is not a walk-up situation. You need to fill out the adoption application. With the details. So the rescue can send it to my foster family and they can make sure you’re worthy of this level of fabulous. And then you must pick me up in Hutchinson, KS. I will not be teleporting. I am advanced, but not that advanced.
So go ahead. Fill out the app at https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app. Impress my foster family. Plan your road trip.
Because I’m not waiting around forever… I have a destiny to fulfill. 💅💕
“I’m kind of psychic. I have a fifth sense.” ✨
Karen Smith
