The thing about being both a rescue dog and a herding dog, is that you’ve already lost your herd once at least, and you sure need to stay on top of things with every ounce of your ability, because it would be the worst possible thing to fail at this job you were born to do. It’s a big responsibility.
So, the extra-diligent rescue/herding dog does not sleep a wink, unless he’s on top of ‘it’. (Not the best photo, but forgive me, it was the best I could do under the circumstances.)
Arf.
Anna Blake, Infinity Farm.
Those herding dogs … gotta love ’em! Arf!
and a yippy arf back to you and yours…
Makes me want to reach out and scratch his head!
Preacher Man says, come ahead…
I think it is a PERFECT picture! What good herding dogs you have… they have you right where they want you!
well, until lunch…
Love the photo! I am owned by a rescue herding dog myself. 🙂
You have a herding dog? My congratulations…. and condolences. 🙂