Tater
I had been looking for a playmate for Maisy for a few years. But she picked a fight with everyone I brought her to meet. When she met Tater, she said, "ok, I'll let you live."
Tater was possibly part herd dog, but had even less instinct than Maisy. Many people may have thought she was not the brightest bulb in the closet, but she was actually much smarter than those people gave her credit for. She just had a unique way of learning.
Sorry, this treasure is not for sale.