I think if I worked on it for a day, I could come up with stockdog related lyrics to that song. What would you do if I gave the wrong flank? Would you take it or do what I meant? Right. Okay. Um… moving on… The SEMASA trial didn’t go as well as I hoped. […]
In preparation for the beginning of our trial season, I’ve been reading over some of my posts to remind myself of all those things I struggled with and overcame last year as far as my handling/trialing. The SEMASA trial is this coming weekend and I’m worried I’ll revert to my old ways. They weren’t exactly good ways, and […]
Some of you have asked me how Dillon is coming along in his training. I don’t mean to ignore him in my posts it’s just that he doesn’t get worked near as often as Jig right now. That’s partly due to time constraints, but mostly it’s because he’s young yet (as I’m constantly reminded by several […]
I threatened you with promised an update (whether you want one or not) on Jig’s training, so here it is. The best thing I ever did for this dog was invest in cattle of our own. I wish I would have done it years ago, but something else always came up. Plus, even four steers are a […]
It’s been a moderately eventful week here at the farm. It all started on the 26th with the very early arrival of twin ram lambs. We aren’t scheduled to start lambing until this week, and the ewe that lambed didn’t even appear bred. She also didn’t have any bag to speak of. Yet, there they […]
Yesterday was a big day here on the farm. Yup. Mr. Rebel Kitten officially assumed his position as Barn Cat. Given the speed at which he moved from place to place, and the efficient manner in which he kept an eye on absolutely everything, I’d say he’s going to do things his own freaking way. […]
With the end of February we said goodbye to Rowan, several weeks short of her 16th birthday. True story, she was the puppy I wasn’t going to keep. I wanted a blue boy from that litter. The absolute last thing I wanted was a black-tri girl. My friend Joanne listened patiently as I told her […]
There was a time over winter when Dillon really didn’t know if he was too fond of snow. He actually refused to pick up the Chuckit ball if it had any snow on it whatsoever. Somewhere along the line, that changed. Out for a play session over the weekend, Dillon sought out the snow banks […]
A couple weeks ago I was working Dillon under Deb’s watchful eye. We were taking a group of sheep out of the pen and it didn’t go smoothly. Why would it? Dillon’s just a youngster and we haven’t worked a whole lot. We got the job done after a fashion. It weren’t purty. Once the […]
It seems like ages since I dragged my camera out. Judging by the quality of the photos and the fact I forgot to check my settings, I’d guess it has been ages. In any case, Jig & Dillon RRREEALLLLYYYYY needed to get out and blow off some steam, and the weather was actually decent. I’m […]