Hana – Adoption Pending!

Name: Hana
Age: 2 years old
Breed: Australian Shepherd/Border Collie
Gender: Female
Weight: 45 lbs

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Hi there! I’m Hana – or Hana Banana as my foster mom calls me. I don’t know why she calls me that… I don’t think I look much like a monkey, or a banana for that matter. Anyways, silly nicknames aside, foster mom told me I should come tell y’all about myself – apparently, nobody wants to adopt me, and foster mama thinks that’s because they just don’t know me very well. I’m a little nervous – I mean, have y’all ever tried to write a dating profile? This is hard work!

Okay, well, I guess I’ll just start from the beginning. I’m Hana – wait, already told you that – and I’m almost two years old. I’m a mix between an Australian Shepherd and a Border Collie, though I never met both my parents so maybe I have some other heritage I’m not aware of! That would be cool, wouldn’t it? My story started off well enough – I had a loving family with a little girl, another dog, and some kitty siblings, too! But then things changed suddenly and parts of my family went away, and we moved and everything was so small and overwhelming… I had a hard time adjusting. So, my original mom made the decision to send me somewhere else where, I was told, I would find a new family to love me. I can’t even begin to describe how sad that made me, but I’m keeping a stiff upper lip.

My journey brought me next to a nice place with a really kind woman – a “foster mom” they told me. I liked living with her, but my teenage angst made me do things I’m not proud of, so after a few months of rebellion I went to a special school where I lived for a month and learned all sorts of really cool things. I mean, really cool – like how to go BOING on command, and jump rope, and play agility! Okay, I learned some other good things, too – walking nicely on leash, sitting and staying (the WORST, btw), crating, some boring thing called recalls… Anyways, I can’t say I ever thought of myself as a “university chick” but hey, if the collar fits AMIRITE?

After school, I headed back to foster care, where I’ve been hanging out for a while. Not gonna lie, guys, foster care kind of blows. I mean don’t get me wrong, I have tons of friends and the food is pretty good, and we get to do fun things like walks and hiking, and going swimming or learning new games (have y’all heard of DISC??), but it’s just not home, you know?

So, foster mom said I should tell you guys about why I’m so awesome, and why you should want to make me a part of your forever family. Well, for starters, I’m a really really good girl. I’m housetrained and crate trained, and I’m not destructive, either. When I’m outside, I like to play play play, but inside I’m fine with just hanging out (preferably on the couch, I LOVE snuggles). I enjoy walks, and even though sometimes I get a little excited about seeing other dogs or people, I’ve learned how to control myself and use those skills that school taught me. I get along well with other dogs, as long as they’re nice and enjoy playing – foster mom says I’m her BEST babysitter, because I love puppies and I keep them from getting into trouble. I don’t tend to get along with grumpy dogs very much, though.

Like I said earlier, I used to live with a tiny human and I really liked her. Foster mom says I have to be careful, though, because tiny humans don’t like to be jumped on, and sometimes when I get excited I forget the “four feet on the ground” rule. I pretty much LOVE every human I meet, though, and I especially love helping people clean out their ears. Yes, it’s weird I know, but come on how can you not love a good wet willy?!

Above all else, I’m looking for a family that will do one thing (ONE thing, just one!): commit to me fully. You see, lots of people have thought about me, and some have even met me, but nobody can see past my rough edges. They think I’m a problem, that I’m too much work. And really, I’m not, I just need structure (foster mom made me say that) and stimulation – I LOVE using my brain, and I have a really great brain, so I’m going to use it no matter what. Just look at my resume, guys – they don’t call me High-Flying Hana for nothing!

So… how did I do? Do you think someone will want me now? I sure hope so. This is High-Flying Hana Banana, signing off.

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Hana is a two-year-old Aussie/Border Collie mix, she weighs around 45 pounds, is spayed, up to date on vaccinations, heartworm negative, and microchipped. We have waived her adoption fee, and she is fostered in Durham, NC.