What a difference compared to my old girl!
(a "Pastore Bergamasco" , they look like the
Hungarian sheperds, I think. They are mountain dogs)
My mother brought her down from the Bergamo's ForeAlps (Prealpi Bergamasche or OROBIE, a subset of the Alpi Retiche) when I was about 10, and we grew together.
She liked snow,and went wild ith joy everytime it snowed (I think that it brought back her memories
of her "childhood").
She used to give chase to every chicken/pidgeon she saw, and often than not, succeeded in catching her prey.
OTOH she had a very "maternal" attitude.
She was the one to raise every kitten we brought home. Like it was one of her puppies.
She's passed away many years ago, but we have had
three generations of her offspring keeping watch over us.
Great dogs, esp. with kids.
I'd love to have such a dog with me now, alas, living in a flat it would do her no good.
Luckily my parents do still have a dog, and two cats, so my kids will not grow in complete ignorance of what a real animal is.
More often than not, children my kids age tend to think that the milk and the eggs (just to make two examples) are being produced by the store, rather than by a Cow and by a Chicken...