Butch-Dog is my first dog after college. I found him in a pound in Blytheville Arkansas when we were stationed at an Air Force Base. We adopted Butch at around 12 weeks of age, he had been abused. I just couldn't pass up such a cute puppy. Life is not boring with a Beagle/Lab mix. Butch had a very hard time with people, especially men he didn't know. I think he barked at my neightbor (while behind us) whom he saw everyday for about two years; he simply wasn't a very confident dog.

This all changed for Butch when he started playing Flyball in 1996. Butch found his niche! Once running, he averaged 4.9 seconds to 5.0 seconds. He could maintain his speed all day. And believe it or not this little guy, who was terrified of men, let men he didn't know measure him with a wicket at the Flyball tournaments without batting an eye. The confidence he found in Flyball crossed the line into his everyday life. Once he was a dog that barked everytime a guest would make eye contact, to a dog that barks initially at the doorbell. Once you're inside he's fine. He is truly my husband's dog but is extremely loving to those he sees as family. His idea of a good time is staying in bed with you all day or just sitting next to his favorite people.