Sunday Stills....Going to the Dogs

Mike as an old man, still ready for anything, whether it be bringing in a bull or chasing a tennis ball
Or protecting the cats from his brother Nick

Brandy, who went wherever we asked

Two Bears, Brandy's partner in crime

Mike, learning the ropes in the round pen

Gael, Mike, and Nick, the three collies

And Daisy, the Doodlebop, who certainly doesn't work sheep and cows,
 but is also up for anything, any time, anywhere

For more Sunday Stills......I can't resist dogs, was simply born a dog person and will probably always be a dog person. There have always been dogs in my life as long as I can remember. Some of them, were just dogs, if there is such a thing. Others loom large with greatness in my memory, Brandy, who did flyball and Frisbee before the sports were invented, wore clothes with pride, climbed ladders, jumped anywhere I asked him and eagerly dug wherever instructed.

Mike, my incredibly lucky choice of a border collie. I wasn't supposed to get Mike, having chosen a different pup and get stuck with the unwanted one, but he sure ended up being a good one.

Now, we have Daisy, the Doodlebop, first time ever for a dachshund. 

I wanted to get another border collie. We were kind of halfheartedly looking for one after Nick, the last of the three collies passed. I wasn't sure I was up for all that is entailed in training a BC though....

Then I was shown a picture of Daisy, begging for a treat, all smug dachsie smiles, and full of an overdose of naughty. She was on the adoption block having eaten an entire brood of very expensive baby turkeys...and some baby chicks...yeah, she ate them too.

And so she came to stay here, loaded with tape worms and personality in equal proportions. We got rid of the tapes, but we are keeping the personality....we are her third owners, and as is often the case, I think third time's the charm.