Transitory is probably a good adjective to describe
Black Cockatoos in Southern Victoria.
Usually found further north,
we only tend to sight them
during long hot summers.
A few years ago we began giving
the dogs an afternoon snack of cat food
spread as far and as wide as it can be thrown.
This keeps them occupied for an hour or more,
especially Taji (Labrador).
This year Smudge Cat has summoned up
the courage to join in the afternoon ritual.
Initially we thought it uncanny that Candi
would chase and catch a rope.
We soon realised that previous Kelpies
used to muster sheep…
…and that she just channels her energy into mustering her rope.
A ball will not do. 🙂
Apart from a fishing rod, the first thing I remember
learning to cast was a sheep dog.
One would point an arm in the desired direction,
telling the dog to ‘way back‘ and all being well
the dog would charge off to the right or left,
depending on which way the mob was to be taken,
rounding up all the sheep in the paddock as it did so.
If the mob was to go to one’s left,
you would cast the pooch to your right and vice versa.
Twice in a dog’s life things did not always turn out just so.
First was when they were learning and
the second time was when they knew it all
and they thought you had made an error
because for 999 time we had gone left and
this time you wanted them to go right.
In their mind it just had to be the incorrect command.
Those were the times I inserted a few unprintable
additions into my vocabulary. 🙂
…faster, would see long odds for a Labrador…
…short odds for a kelpie.
During my working life I have come into contact
with many (sheep dog) pups…all of which
Candi did not take long to settle into
Number 2 Son’s arms.
He may have had a head start as
she was a Christmas or birthday gift
from him and daughter-in-law to me.
I have never seen an ugly Labrador
at this stage of its life.
Taji still loves to be handled and
given some rough play.
I think my all time favourite ‘cutes’ are
the several hundred photos I have
of ‘Nosy’ and ‘Rosy’ and Mum Limpy
on our last night in Africa 2013.
At 6-8 weeks old what more would a cub do
but munch on elephant dung
while watching tourists.
The above definition of ‘durable’ aptly describes
what an Australian Kelpie is supposed to be.
A hardworking pooch.
However, after ten to fifteen minutes of
chasing a rope around the backyard…