One of the joys of running a sheep farm was

watching pups grow from the cute and cuddly,

to become and indispensable team member.

And little did I know, in December 1987,

just what a wonderful workmate Brandy

was going to be.



However, by February 1988, I had an inkling

there was something special about Brandy.  

About this age and size he had taken off around

the rams and mustered them.  

Rams would often stand up to or attack sheep dogs.  


As Brandy aged he became my best ever sheep dog.




The Master and the apprentice.


A Photo a Week Challenge:….Working-With-Animals





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