...heigh ho, the dairy-o, a-herding we will go!
And, we'll leave the poop alone, we'll leave the poop alone...
I was just sitting here thinking about the time last fall when we took Jon Farleigh for a herding instinct test. Unfortunately, we never found out whether he's got the instinct because instead of playing with the sheep, he opted for the all-you-can-eat poop buffet. It was probably the best day in his life up until that point. :)
Here we go...
Oh, wait! There's some poop.
Come on, Jon, look at those sheep!
Where are you, Jon? Oh, there you are (just past the sheep's butt).
Good boy, you can do it! Just watch the sheep...
Not her, the sheep, Jon.
"Hey nice lady, you got a treat in that pocket?"
"Hey, you, Corgi dude. You gonna chase us, or what?!"
"Hey, wait for me!"
The sheep most definitely have Jon Farleigh's number by this point...
Okay, one last attempt. This time I'm gonna try talking to the sheep (to get JF's attention).
Go get 'em, boy! Go! Go!
"Hey, nice lady, wanna play?"
No, not a herder on his first attempt, but he did score some sweet talk and a pat on the head. :)
Hmmm. I think it's about time we give this instinct testing another try. And not just Jon Farleigh, but Dewi, too. Yeah, I think we'll try it on Sunday. :)
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