July 3, 2015
June 26, 2015
I’ve been to Meg’s house twice now. She’s a very busy Mum!
She still enjoys a game with Disc, though :)
And let Dad take the first official portraits of our sons:
They are four weeks and four days old today
June 16, 2015
We’ve just come back from our evening walk,
It would seem that I have a fine hunting instinct.
Or at least, a better nose than the dogs that lost these!
June 10, 2015
We were followed today!
Half way round our walk this afternoon, I was enjoying my usual cooling dip when I heard a jangling sound close by me. Mum thought it was another dog, with a rattly tag, or maybe a cat with a bell on its collar, or that maybe my own tag was coming loose and making a different sound. She looked around her, called me to her and checked my tag, and decided she must have been “hearing things.”
I heard the jingling move up into a tree behind me.
We set off again and the jingling followed us. We turned round in time to see a B I G bird swooping from a tree near the stream to a dead tree right next to us. The bird wasn’t like any I’ve seen before and had a huge, scary beak and long straps dangling from its feet, and two jingling bells. Aha!
We didn’t go any further for a long time after that. Mum talked into that little black thing she sometimes keeps in her pocket and then we just played with a ball I’d found for a g e s and a g e s! The bird watched me as I ran up and down, and kept an eye on Mum too. She talked to it all the time and it seemed to like being near her.
After a very long time, I was surprised to see Dad and a nice lady with a big box walking towards us.
The lady held something dead and tasty-looking in her outstretched gloved hand, and called out to the bird. I was really hoping the meat was for me, but I had to sit with Mum and watch the bird swoop down and tear up and eat the treat. It didn’t leave any for me!
Never mind, Mum, Dad and the lady seemed very pleased and I walked at heel with the nice lady (because I really liked her :D AND she was carrying the smelly, feedy glove ;) ) all the way back to her truck, as Dad carried the bird, safely in the big box.
The lady who recaptured the Harris Hawk and looked after him until his owner was found is from
where rescued horses are given a forever home.
May 27, 2015
Today is our official birthday :D
Spike had fun with me in the garden, in spite of his very wobbly back legs.
We smiled nicely for our birthday portraits too :) :)
If I was on Facebook, it might have said,
“Killiebrae Amos is in a relationship with Meg”
And now my newsfeed would be full of baby photographs!
If baby pictures are not for you, scroll on – – scroll on.
May 12, 2015
My favourite vet gave me the “All clear” the other day, and says I can be treated as normal :D
To celebrate, I took Mum on our normal walk – the one that is nearest and my favourite :D
April 23, 2015
Mum says I’m allowed out again :D
So today I went fishing
Dried off a bit
Found a wild shoe
And tamed it :)
April 8, 2015
I do like him!
I waggled my whole self to say, “Hello!” and enjoyed a bit of fuss. :)
He looked into my eyes, stroked my face, admired my ears, massaged my neck, felt my legs, studied my toes, showed Mum where to feel for my lymph nodes, showed Mum how my bad toenail is growing out and getting better, more fuss, then let me jump back into the car.
No needles, no stick up the bottom, just smiles, happy chat and lots of fuss :)
I have to eat more treats (she wraps something up in the treats – no idea what – don’t care)
:) :) :)
April 3, 2015
I love people, so I’m thoroughly enjoying all the attention I’ve been getting these last few days – except for the needles – I don’t like needles, or having a stick up my bottom – I especially don’t like that.
It’s all about my eyes and my ears, apparently. I don’t feel any different, but I look different, so everyone is very interested in me, especially the vets. I’ve seen three vets in two days.
THis is how I used to look
I had a sore toe a few weeks ago. Now I have tetanus. I’ve no idea what tetanus is, but not many dogs get it.
I have two lots of tablets and some squirty stuff in my breakfast and tea and Mum and Dad watch me all the time.
They’re worried about me.
I’m not worried and I’m really enjoying the attention :)
Those who know me, will know that I’m not fond of other dogs – – – – except for Spike
and cousin Gyp
and lady dogs, of course, like cousin Inca
and cousin Jess
The other week, I made a dreadful mistake, when an unfamiliar dog sniffed under the gate and my first reaction was to object strongly to the intrusion. My nose soon told me to change tack and invite this lovely lady into the garden. Her smell was divine! :)
She came with her humans, who had a chat and a picnic while Meg and I got to know each other better :)
I am now officially “In a relationship.”
At sheepdog school, Sue is always telling Mum what a talented dog I am :D
I do nice long, wide outruns, lift the sheep beautifully, fetch them calmly, (most of the time – sometimes I go a bit too fast and Sue says I’m just being naughty!) and keep an eye out for any thinking about breaking away. I balance the sheep naturally.
I do beautiful flanks, but am also very happy to drive the sheep, watching them all the time and tucking in any going astray. I stay calm and focused.
If Mum wants them in a pen, I listen to her and together we steer them in. I hold my ground if any of them turn and stamp at me, but never lose my temper.
Last week I began something new. First of all, Sue told Mum to lean against the fence post and ask me to bring her the sheep. Then she said absolutely nothing to me for the next few minutes, so I had to think for myself! I took the bunch of sheep right up to her, then watched them closely and worked around the back of them to keep them there. I had to keep my eyes peeled and be nimble-footed.
“Can you not see how talented he is?” enquired Sue, as I spotted every single wooly thinking about dashing off across the field.
“He’s in the right place all the time – he really reads his sheep.”
I flashed a couple of looks at Mum after a while, asking what she wanted me to do next. The answer surprised me – she called me to her right through the middle of the sheep! I did as I was asked, but kept my eye on them all the time – they’re tricky things, sheep – you can’t afford to take your eye off them! We repeated the process a couple of times, which reassured me I was doing the right thing, and everyone seemed pleased :)
Apparently. I’ve begun to learn about shedding :D
March 16, 2015
November 17, 2014
Just in case, with all the talk of beaches, holidays in the van, cats, ducks, city breaks and pretty walks, you thought I’d forgotten I was a sheepdog, let me show you some pictures Dad took of me and Mum recently :)
I’ve been learning to drive :)
If only I was allowed into the field behind our garden, I could practise on these!
September 19, 2014
– – – – something beginning with – – – –
Last weekend seemed to be full of the letter B!
We went for a long ride in the van and stopped at a lovely Beach in a place called Beadnell Bay.
The next morning we travelled on and met the Boys and Bex :)
It was Bert’s Birthday. Mum had knitted him a new Beanie.
They went for a ride on a Boat and looked at Big Bridges – one was still being Built.
Late at night on our way home, a tyre Burst and Dad exclaimed a word beginning with B!
August 12, 2014
July 7, 2014
We were onto a good thing, me and Tesla.
He would happily share his food with me, knowing he’d be fed again as soon as he was hungry (and he’s always hungry!)
I would open the back door, then go and hop over the side gate to join him in his special eating place for breakfast or dinner or tea or supper, and just hop back over again before anyone knew ;)
We’ve been rumbled :(
I was getting fat,
Tesla was getting thin – – – – and – –
We made the mistake of letting ourselves back in through the front door!
Dad thinks he’s put a stop to all this – – –
But little does he know!! ;)
June 20, 2014
June 17, 2014
June 16, 2014
It was a good holiday in Van, but there was one big frustration – – –
In spite of being on constant lookout
And spotting them EVERYWHERE – – – –
I was not asked to fetch a single one!