I was sitting with De this evening and she told me the story of how we first met. I was only six weeks old so I don’t really remember it clearly so I listened carefully. She said that I came from the famous nursery at St. George’s Monastery of Tabakini in Western Georgia, near Zestaphony. The priests there have bred Caucasian Shepherds since 1992 and have done much to champion the breed in Georgia and internationally. I may have told you that my father, Butkuna, is an international champion.
De said she and the tall person had wanted a Caucasian Shepherd for some time and made enquiries at the monastery and when I was ready a priest drove me to my new home in Tbilisi. De said that I was so small she could easily pick me up with one hand and I needed help getting down steps and for a while I was quite wobbly! I was also much, much smaller than the little person.
I was 10 months old yesterday. Neither De or the tall person can pick me up now, not even with two hands. If I stand on my back legs I can put my paws on De’s shoulders. The little person is much, much smaller than me. And, I no longer wobble!