The nursery was registered with the CCU in 2010
Welsh Corgi Pembroke.
Forgotten stories.
Anyone who has even the slightest interest in the Welsh Corgi Pembroke breed has heard this story.
Ancient Welsh legends tell of fairies, a small people who lived among the hills, mists and heaths.
Fairies and their dogs
They only came out at dusk and rarely showed themselves to people.
And even more rarely did they allow anyone to enter their world.
Fairies chose special dogs for travelling. They were short, hardy, and attentive to the ground.
It was said that Welsh Corgi Pembrokes were their riding dogs.
Fairy marks on the backs of corgis
According to legend, fairies attached small saddles to the backs of these dogs.
Although time has erased the traces of magic, its traces seem to remain on the corgi's coat.
Many Pembrokes have a distinctive visual pattern on their backs — a change in the direction of the coat and undercoat growth, creating the effect of a flattened surface, as if a saddle had once been placed there.
This is what is referred to as ‘fairy tracks’.
They also said that fairies did not just travel. They fought wars.
Their battles were not for land, but for the boundaries between worlds — for passages, for hills where fog became doors, for paths that people could not see but could feel with their hearts and their animals.
In these wars, the fairies needed dogs that were not fast, but reliable. Those who kept their feet on the ground. Those who could walk for a long time without losing their way. Those who sensed danger before it became visible.
It was the Welsh Corgi Pembrokes who knew how to run low over the grass, hiding from arrows and spells,
leading the fairies through hills, swamps and rocky slopes.
They were not decoration, but part of the battle.
When the fairies left
But over time, the world began to change. The boundary between the world of fairies and the world of humans became thinner, and humans were increasingly allowed to come closer to the hills.
They said that one day the fairies left for good.They didn't run away — they left.
And they left their dogs to those who knew how to live with the land as attentively as they did.
To the shepherds.
To people who knew fog, wind and livestock. Who understood that true strength lies not in height, but in connection with the earth.
So the corgis stayed with the people. Not as wild dogs and not as a gift, but as a legacy.
And perhaps that is why they still do not look into the distance, raising their heads.