Ears like an Owl

Jill waiting for me to kick the nab ball
Like every other Border Collie we have ever had
she does not admire the camera.

There's a little dog from Oklahoma living here with us now. She is trending toward middle age, tiny for a Border Collie, and smart as you might expect She is trained well and wise and fun. Her name is Jill. We all have loved her since the day she arrived a couple of months ago.

She also appears to have phenomenal hearing. She is Liz's dog and prefers her, but in a pinch I will serve well enough to provide walks, kibble, and pets, hugs and ball propulsion...did I mention she is a nut for a ball?

However, when push comes to shove and a choice is offered she is Liz's girl...well except for that one time when she bounced onto Liz's bare feet in pursuit of her ball. Claws out. That elicited a painful shout and she raced over to sit behind me and peer out around my legs for all the world like a little one hiding behind mommy's skirts....

But I digress. (As usual, right?)

Yesterday, mid afternoon. Dogs had all been walked and played with and fed and Jilly was sleeping in her crate in the pantry at the back of the house. Suddenly she began to moan and whine like she does when she hears someone, particularly Liz, coming home. Of course she knows all the cars and trucks. She IS after all a Border Collie.

It was close to time for Liz to come home from work so I perked up my ears Nope, nothing, nobody in the driveway.

I relaxed again for a moment when there it was....the rumble and grumble of that old Dodge lumbering up the hill.

The whines from the pantry grew stronger.

I was astonished. Jill had heard that truck way down on the road, probably half-way to town from her kennel in the farthest back room of the house. The driveway alone is two-tenths of a mile and, even with all the restrictions, traffic noise from the interstate and trains is constant.

What a dog!

That'll do Jill, that'll do.

Hope you all continue safe and well. At this second the Carolina Wren is Judy-judy-judying right outside the window and that makes me happier than I might otherwise be. Much love from Northview Farm.

Yep, still raining