Ernie (as he was known at the time) was the second of eight puppies born to my Border Collie, Bitter. He was the smallest of the boys and instantly grabbed my heart. Over the next few weeks, it seemed that most of my time in the whelping box was spent holding and caring for Ernie. When it was time to decide which puppy I was keeping, I didn’t even bat an eye. Got’cha! is extremely intense and his eyes speak volumes. He takes on any task in true Border Collie fashion. His flyball career is somewhat new but I have high hopes that he will continue on his current path as our young journey has already been one to remember.