Gibbs- the unplanned companion

Amidst the intricate tapestry of my life's twists and turns, one chapter is devoted to the unexpected arrival of Gibbs, my Aussie Kelpie cross Border Collie, born on the enchanting island of Tasmania, Australia, on March 6, 2018.

My affection for dogs traces back to childhood, and when I moved to Australia alone to pursue my PhD, I had to leave my cherished dog, Simba, behind. Though caring for others' dogs in Australia provided solace, the longing for my own persisted. After completing my studies, a visit to a colleague in another city became a pivotal moment. Encouraged to adopt a dog randomly, our attempt with a rescue dog faltered due to size constraints. Undeterred, we ventured online and discovered a litter of puppies, including an eleven-week-old Gibbs, just an hour and a half away.

The journey to the farm where the puppies were nestled unfolded as an adventure. Greeted by 11 energetic black puppies, all males, I found myself overwhelmed. Unable to decide, the breeder advised me to relax and wait.

In the midst of this lively bunch, a certain puppy attempted to leap onto my lap. I picked him up, and to everyone's amusement, he marked his territory and hopped off. Amidst the confusion of identical pups, the breeder pointed out the unique pattern on his back, distinguishing him from the others. It was clear—he had chosen me.

Considering the practicalities of living alone, I sought a smaller companion and inquired about his parents. The owner assured me of their petite size, suitable for indoor living even on a farm. Online research affirmed that this breed typically reached a maximum of 20kg—an ideal fit for a smaller medium-sized dog.

Now named Gibbs, a nod to my admiration for NCIS's special agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs, he was brought to my colleague's place. During the journey, we contemplated names until she suggested, 'think of someone you'd like to spend your life with.' Given my fondness for NCIS, the name 'GIBBS' resonated, and so it became.

Bringing Gibbs home posed its challenges. My colleague provided a cat crate for his small size and advised calming treats. The two-hour bus journey with Gibbs in cargo allowed periodic checks, revealing his discontent. Upon reaching home, immediate arrangements were made for his needs, and during the process, I noticed him assuming a particular position. Seizing the opportunity, we embarked on an impromptu and successful potty training session. Post-relief, he nestled under my bed, his newfound sanctuary, until he outgrew it.

Gibbs presented unforeseen challenges with rapid growth and an energy level surpassing expectations. The thought of keeping him or giving him away loomed, but his gentle and loving nature swayed my decision. It turned out to be a choice I don't regret, as Gibbs, in his own way, became a source of support, even saving my life on several occasions. Our journey together became an invaluable lesson in dog training and unconditional companionship.