"Alas, Patch. I knew her, Horatio."Patch has left the building. Daniel offered her to Len Cooney, but Len said he couldn't take such a good dog. He took one of the pups instead - called him "Techno". Dan offered Patch to our shearer Col Dougherty, but he's got too many dogs as it is. We didn't offer her to Dan Gorrie next door. He shoots his dogs. We just give em away. But Col was going crutching out near Cobar - and crutched wet sheep for a day and a half. He had a mate out there who could give Patch a lot of sheep work. She's a good paddock dog, but hopeless in the yards.
Dan decided to keep two of the puppies (against all advice - you can't train two dogs at once, etc.). He called the sweet little bitch Lucy (on the left) and the male dog Jackson, after Michael Jackson, because he thinks he's cool (and he sleeps with chimpanzees. Kidding.) I wouldn't call my worst enemy a name after that freakshow.
Jackson and Lucy got straight into the flock at crutching a couple of weeks ago, and were almost trampled to death. But their genes say "Let's go round em up" and that's good. They are destructive little buggers, digging up the gardens and chewing up the shoes we leave at the door, or hiding them somewhere in the yard.
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Friday, April 07, 2006
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