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You better put your seatbelt on as you read this. There’s a lot of action because of, well, … Border Collies!
Farmer Allen starts the day by running his dogs as he checks on the farm. Six dogs help Farmer Allen with farm work: Clem, Deacon, Fancy (she’s a girl), Creed, Solo (another girl!), and I can’t remember the last one. When Farmer Allen comes out the door, it’s time to work!
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Mother Toto comes along. Her job is to keep an eye on Farmer Allen.
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There was a lot of activity in just loading up, but Grandma said we’d be okay going along for the ride. I love a party of maybe two more dogs that are my size. But I get overwhelmed in a crowd like this. It’s been just Grandma and me for so long…
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Once we were through the gate and down the hill, organized mayhem erupted. The Big Dogs jumped off and there was A LOT of running. I say “organized” because Farmer Allen used a shrill whistle that hurt my ears, and the dogs would do different things to obey him, like turn right or turn left.
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I joined in the running, though I didn’t know what was going on.
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“You’re doing great, Petey!”
With the sun rising higher and all that running, we were hot. The Big Dogs jumped in the water to cool off. But I had my mind on something, or rather someone else, that I’ll tell you about in next post.
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After a good dunk, the Big Dogs loaded in the back. My little friend and I jumped in, but being “low man” in the working pack, Mother said I must sit on the floor.
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It was an exciting morning, but Grandma says I’ve got a lot to learn about farm life.
“The main thing for now, Petey,” she instructed, “Is to stay out of the way of working dogs and working people. There’s a lot to be done each day, and we don’t want to interfere.”
“But I want a job on the farm!” I whined.
“What are your job skills?” Grandma asked.
“Well, I’m good at watching out for you. I chased the bears away that one time. On our hikes I warned you about cougars. I always bark to let you know when critters and people are outside…”
“So, are you like a guard dog?”
“Yeah, I’m a guard dog!” I jumped around.
“Ok, then. I’ll start you out as Guest House Security. You’ll be a deputy.”
“A real deputy?”
“Yep, Deputy Petey Podengo!”
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I got such a tickle out of this darling story🥰👍I grew up on my Grandfathers Ranch,and loved his wonderful ranch dogs. The Horses,cattle,just the whole scenario,has warmed my heart all my 80 years on this earth🥰👌God Bless You,and your pups👍🥰