Brief Bio:
Tori was born near Columbia, SC. According to her breeder, she was the alpha puppy in her litter of 5, and it was a rude awakening for her when I brought her home at the age of 9 weeks and introduced her to Trevor. He lost no time in explaining the new rules to her, and to this day, she still has a tiny nick in her ear as a reminder of her place in the pecking order at my house.

A true corgi, Tori's primary interest in life is FOOD. Any kind will do, including the fingers of people who are unwary enough to hold tidbits out to her. She regularly visits a local nursing home as part of a pet therapy program. The residents enjoy her for her willingness to cuddle and give kisses; she enjoys them for the dinner rolls, french fries, Cheerios, graham crackers and such that they save for her. Tori also enjoys agility, but has no use for the pesky rules about keeping her paws in the yellow zones on contact obstacles. She finds that she can descend the A-frame, for example, much faster if she just leaps off from the top. She also frequently prefers to run a course of her own choosing rather than the one that the judge expects. Everyone present at an agility trial knows when Tori's turn comes to run the course, as she is the dog who is screaming like a banshee and kicking like a mule in my arms as we approach the start line. Did someone say "start line stay"? That concept has no meaning to Tori. The instant her little paws touch the ground, she's gone. She has generally completed three or four obstacles by the time I've crossed the start line. Flyball is the perfect sport for Tori, because she can bark as much as she wants, run the course independent of interfering humans (unlike agility), and collect a food reward at the end.