Finn is extremely keen to work and has a lot more eye than any dog I’ve ever owned. That last bit has been an adjustment. I like a challenge, though, and I’ve been having a lot of fun working through the particular issues that trait brings with it. For instance, getting Finn to take a flank to clean a corner as opposed to locking on and trapping the stock.

He definitely likes the heads and on cattle gives me flashbacks to Jig’s younger days. Finn is less set in his ways than Jig was, however, and we’ve been making some nice progress. He’ll hold pressure, and will hit heels when needed, though he hits a bit high right now. Lack of experience and age play into that.

Maturity is creeping up on him and I’m seeing those changes when we work. He’s less anxious about his stock getting away, respects the flight zone, has natural balance, covers well, and runs wide when he needs to. Not to say he doesn’t like to push when he thinks he can get away with it, but those times are getting fewer.

Finn is all business when we’re working, but quite the card when we’re not. On our morning walks, his favorite thing to do is find the largest branch he can, even if that means ripping it off a living tree. Yeah, he’s done that. He’ll carry it on our entire walk. When he can’t get Dillon to play with him, he’ll make up games on his own. There isn’t a day goes by that Finn doesn’t put a smile on my face.