The world's best sheepdog yaps at the quad bike, barks at the tractor and howls when locked in the car to keep him out of harm's way. He nips at the heels of sheep, eats crap and cools off in fetid green pools. With pupils dilated from adrenalin, he overdoes it to the point of collapse and then has to be carried up the hill, stinking, wet and panting bad (dung) breath. The next day he'll look very sorry for himself, muscles aching and coat matted, pathetic eyes beseeching a treat that will make it all better, or at least the next treat after next would possibly do it…please dad. Butter wouldn't melt.
And of course, he learns from experience and does exactly the same thing the following week.
Meanwhile, others take life a little more slowly…
Perhaps both of them could learn from the new kid on the block, as Sonny joins the team?
He hee!
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