Zeb was the right puppy for me at the right time. I
was dealing with the heartbreak of having recently
lost a very special dog and I needed a puppy to fill
the void left by that loss.
Zeb was born in the high desert to working parents.
He was still available at 12 weeks because of his
color. That old wives tale about sheep not
respecting white dogs was the reason. While not
true, it was to my favor, because he was just perfect.
Zeb has a lot of eye and you'll see it in the racelanes. He's quite
happy to stare at the box. No matter what happens in the
racelanes to cause a delay, Zeb will wait patiently as long as he can
stare at the box. When racing starts, watch out! Nothing stops
him. Downed jumps, dogs crossing into his lanes and even a loose
dog grabbing onto his tug while he tugged hasn't phased him. He
does his job and he's very serious about it. He wants to win and he
really does race the other dog to get back first.
Zeb's other dog sport is frisbee. Frisbee is taking a back seat to
flyball these days. We're having way too much fun racing Flyball
right now.

He is always willing to please:
in border collies, its referred to
as 'biddable'. He will eagerly do
anything for me, but he loves to
fetch and he loves flyball.
Zeb has been racing on the team
since 2009 and we've been
having so much fun racing! He
has been handled in team racing
by Jr Hanler Wayne O. and I'm
almost embarrassed to admit that
he runs better for Wayne.