Dakotah when I met him - only he had no name!
This was Dakotah the day that I met him. He was for sale in Bennett, CO, and had been used for field dog trials, ridden hard, put up wet, barely given enough to eat, and treated with a heavy hand. He was bay and white (a very thin coat of faded bay). Three months later, he blossomed into a majestic Black and white, shiny full coat, much improved topline, and most importantly, he was happy - no, joyful.