Holly is a big furry goofball first, an athlete second, and a cookie monster third.

She came from rescue when she was about one and a half. Her history is a mystery as she was found on the side of the highway between Ottawa and Montreal. Having been through fives homes already, I made sure that she found her sixth and final home with me.

At the beginning she was wary of dogs and people, and was definitely not a good citizen! After introducing her to agility she fell in love with it. She knows when we’re going to practice and has become an entertainer when she competes – like when she steals numbered cones from the arena and runs away!

She has many tricks up her sleeve and dies a slow, slow death just for liver treats. She’s very pleased that there is finally snow in the city so she can romp and run in circles in the snow.