My name is Quasar. I understand that my namesake is highly energetic, and is fed by lots of matter being sucked into a black hole. Yep, that's me!



I was born on June 19th, 2011, at Blue Cedar Sport Dogs. My sire is named Turtle, and my dam is My Newt. That means I'm about 50% border collie, 30% border terrier, 12% parson russell terrier, and 8% staffordshire bull terrier. My poor owner has no idea what he's signed up for.

The theory behind my breeding is that I'm smart, athletic, have a good personality, and will be small. I'm not fully grown yet, but I should end up being around 15" tall at the shoulders, and maybe 25lbs. 25lbs of pure squirrel devouring fury! Oh wait, I'm supposed to be about dog sports, like flyball and agility, and maybe some nosework and disc. I guess I can fit those in to my schedule somewhere.

Back on the weekend of October 16th, 2011 (by happy chance, his birthday!) my owner drove all the way from Portland, Oregon down to Pahrump, Nevada to get me. He spent a few hours meeting the people and dogs I'd grown up with, then we both got in his car and off we went!



At first I wasn't very happy about leaving everyone I'd known and wasn't sure about this new guy, and I didn't like these strange places or the concept of a leash and collar.



But the next day we got to my new home, and I got to meet my owner's nephew:



And I got to meet my new big sister, Karma. She sort of looks like me, just bigger!



We've got a big yard to play in, and there are lots of trees.  That means squirrels!

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Hello, my name is Karma.

In January of 2009, the nice people of Multnomah county animal control found me wandering the streets of South East Portland, and decided that this was not the right place for a dog as obviously nice as I am. They passed me to the folks atOregon Dog Rescue, who promptly put my face on the internet and arranged for me to be fostered atLexi Dog. It didn't take long before a nice man, looking for a dog to share his life with, saw my picture and said "that one!" He came by to meet me, and a few days later I got to move into his house.

My new owner gave me a nice bed, a nifty new collar that matches my coat color, feeds me yummy nutritious food, takes me for long walks, and best of all, is willing to play fetch with me until I can barely keep my tongue from hanging on the ground. Life is good. In exchange for all these good things, my duty is to keep the yard clear of the pestiferous grey squirrels. The apricots and tomatoes must be kept safe!

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Congratulations!  You've found the blog of the Squirrel Patrol.  Herein lies chronicled the never-ending battle of Canis lupus familiaris (Dog) vs. Sciurus griseus (Western Grey Squirrel).  We, the Squirrel Patrol, are always here, steadfast in our duty to protect the yards of our human friends from the predation of our foes.  We hope that you will enjoy our story.

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