Hey my name is Giselle and I'm from the Netherlands. Ceri is my purebred corgi boy of 9 months. Because corgi's aren't that popular in my country, and kennels like to keep it that way, you find seldom a corgi in a shelter. Perhaps thats a good thing.
So as some of you have noticed my little boy still has his tail. People aren't allowed to bob them, and it's a bit over the top to breed them just so they naturally won't have them. I mean, it's about the general health and character of the dog, not his naturally bob.

That said I must say the choice of the breed is something I cherish. One of my hobbies is watching japanese anime. Some of you may be nodding for they know what is comming next.
One of those series is called Cowboy Bebop. I just loved it and still do! When I saw it for the first time and that's probably over 6 years ago. I was just captivated by the absolutly charming dog that became the mascot for those space cowboys.
The first thing that rushed through my mind was, if I ever get a dog, it has to be that one (well the breed anyways). But knowing anime is often the product of some very creative mind, my heart dropped when I thought it was a dog too good to be true. So I placed it in the imaginary corner.
When I was visiting my best friend and her adorable scottish terriër I made it for myself clear I really wanted a dog. But just not any dog, it had to be the Cowboy Bebop one, not remembering the breed I litterly scanned through all the breeds and as you may have guessed I started at the A only to grow more desperate when I began running out of letters. And when I came at the letter W you may say I had already lost hope of finding the breed. When I finally reached Welsh corgi cardigan, Welsh corgi pembroke, I can't describe the joy and relief I felt. Within a week I searched and found day by day the pieces of the puzzle fitting better and better. Right kennel, right pup, right name. Well prepared I went on a 3 hour journey and didn't have to think twice when Ceri came walking up to me. The time I spend there talking to the breeders, he didn't lose me out of his sight. I could take him right with me because he was a leftover from an earlier nest. He is overly playful and has a little bit black in his tail and over his back so nobody wanted him. But I couldn't be more happy, he's just perfect!

That's how I came to get the best thing in my life