A dog walk often leads to walking around with your head in the clouds. Lost in thoughts. Walking on autopilot.
Last night was the perfect example. Dog chasing his tail. Our son was lost in dreams . I was lost in the world of home finances. Suddenly the silence was broken.
“Dad we have picked up another dog”
To my left, happily trotting alongside us was a beautiful sheepdog. When we stopped she happily sat while the mad dog sniffed her and son hugged her. Everywhere we went she followed. Wagging tail. Wanting attention. Annoyingly when I said sit. Our dog continued charging around, the sheepdog sat instantly.
“Can we have her if she is homeless”
Sadly about 10 minutes later a farmer turned up to retrieve his dog. A rather grumpy farmer. Clearly not impressed with his dog. As we set off the sheepdog continued to follow us. Farmer even more grumpy. Eventually the dog reluctantly got into the tractor and left.
“What’s a happy dog like her doing with a mean old man like him”
I suspect the sheepdog had come to that conclusion to.