Tess, with her ears back to me, coming behind the sheep to drive them to the setout. I was running to catch up to this but was left behind. Tess knew what to do.
It was a blazing hot and dusty day.
Tess was not showing any sign of her age or injury. She was taking my verbal commands on the fly and was keeping the sheep in line.
I finally caught up with her. I can see that she is happy. It brought joy to my heart and tears to my eyes.
Look how far she is reaching out.
You can see the lovely leather collar made by Linda Johnson as a gift for her. A lot of people admired her beautiful collar and it suits her well.
Soon it was all done.She raced into my arms at the end and licked my tears off my face. I kissed her grizzled muzzled and looked into her clouded eyes. I told her that it was a job well done. Tess was happy and her eyes glowed with delight. Her tail wagged and she snuggled with me. There was a spring in her walk and she carried herself with pride. It was a grand ending to the day for a grand old dog. She is a Grand Old Dog.
Photos: Carolyn Harwell Look Back Photography