My passion for queensland heelers only grew from my experience with Kizzy. Kizzy was the seed that was planted and over the duration of many years my passion grew to the size of a redwood. The problem was college and the occasional migratory patterns not-uncommon for an unambitious 22 year old made having a dog impossible. When I reached the ripe old age of 23, like all grown up and mature males, I moved out of my moms house and into my dads house.

With the newly discovered freedom of a new house to pillage and plunder, I decided to sell my boa constrictors and get a Blue Heeler. After a rugged 5 minute search in the pet section of the classifieds, I found a gentleman in South Sacramento that had several puppies that were only about 4 weeks old. They had the puppies tested and pointed out the pick of the litter who would be worth $165. The others were $135. Having the sudden urge to have the best, I put a deposit on the pick and said I would be back in 4 weeks to pick up my little monster.

After the four weeks were up I headed back to get my new sidekick. I got in the backyard and the little pal I had picked out, was oblivious to my existence. However, there was another puppy there who ran to me and followed me around curiously. My new found friend who was not the pick of the litter they had named "flipper". I immediately took a liking to little flipper paid the rest of the money and switched his name to Levi. Levi then proceeded to vomit on me.

I had Levi for three days when I had to travel to Utah to DJ a desert party. I decided to take Levi with me and drive out. The hotel we were booked in didn't allow dogs so I had to put him in a duffle bag and sneak him up the back steps. When we were at the party Levi earned his first claim to fame when Aaron Carter the dj and mastermind for the group Cirrus took an immediate liking to him. Aaron proceeded to bond with him and spent the majority of the evening walking him.

Levi was not a typical dog, he didn't like to get in water and fetch was fun as long as you didn't expect him to bring back the ball. He thought it was great but lost interest as soon as the ball stopped rolling. Add to his lack of desire to play fetch the fact that he detested water, and there was nothing normal about him.
Over the course of 13 years Levi went on many adventures with me. Whether we were backpacking in the high uintahs or canyoneering in the San Rafael Swell. Levi was always enthusiastic and loved to go on adventures. Age took its toll early on Levi and by his 11th year he struggled to complete our regular yearly trip that was only a mile. It broke my heart when I had to pack for trips and Levi would get excited and I couldn't take him. I would grab the backpack and put it in the living room and Levi would sit by it patiently waiting for me to put his backpack on.

Finally on February 6th 2010, I had to make the decision to have Levi put to sleep. I remember sitting on the floor in the vets office and holding him in my arms. The vet gave him a shot and he tensed and tried to run away. I held him tighter and then his body went limp. Not a day goes by that I don't think of my grey little buddy.

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