Brandy, December 1988.
Brandy had an off-sider to train.
Her name was Zoe.
Brandy’s daughter, Ginger, was born early September 2001.
Ginger was one of Brandy’s only litter of pups,
that we know of, and she was born
about three weeks before Brandy died.
Ginger would sing with some persuasion,
just like Brandy.
Ginger became a nervous wreck when she had a bone.
She would spend hours trying to find a safe place to bury it.
All the while Labrador, Maggie,
quietly watched from afar,
and then dug it up when a tired Ginger
decided to have a snooze.
Who would have thought Ginger would be dead
only a matter of days after this shot was taken?
along came Candi,
courtesy Number 2 Son and Daughter-in-law.
Candi will never work sheep, however,
she has some other talents I have
never seen in a sheep dog.
She runs with the flight of the rope
and still manages to catch it.