From the desk of H.B. Moy, Sheep King Extraordinaire
Hello fellow pups,
My packmate, Rafe, who recently tried to blind me in a fit of jealousy over my livestock-tending skillz, mentioned in his recent post that I was recently unable to find my sheep during a trial. I have of course asked my people to issue a cease and desist letter to his people with the threat of legal action for libel should he decide not to comply. While this is winding its way through the canine legal system, I'd like to give just a glimpse of the true state of affairs concerning aforementioned unfound sheep.
While it is true that I did not find the sheep I was supposed to find, I found a MUCH larger stash of sheep hiding in a pen. I think this is much better than finding the sheep the stupid people wanted me to go after.
However, since the people are in charge of the rules at sheep herding events, I've resigned myself to going for and returning the sheep I'm directed to by the people, even when I know better bounty awaits elsewhere. You see, in the interim, I've been to sheep college (unlike Kyzer, who is currently at sheep preschool.....) and learned that it is in my best interests to abide by what the people want. That is the lot of a sheepdog--even a sheep king such as myself.
I will prove my prowess this coming week-end, Friday to be specific, when Rafe and I both show what we are made of at a Sheep Herding Event. I promise, before DoG and my fellow canines, that I will find my sheep and bring them where I am directed to. I will also Lie Down when so instructed and challenge Rafe to do the same.
In the meantime, I will be meditating upon sheep and shoring up my mental and physical resources with Frozen Peanut Butter Kongs from the fridge, as Exhibit A above indicates.
Sincerely,
Hamish Braeburn Moy
6 comments:
Taz here. I found that in general it does pay off to do what the people want, but if your person is anything like mine, watch out for those times when she says "come bye," but she clearly means "away." I had to save my person's bacon three times in a row this past weekend by showing her that I really knew better after all...
Good luck Friday!
Rafe here. Thought I should mention, Hamish tried to make me have Hound Dog ears. Had one for a couple days. Ice fixed it.
I'll lie down.
Oh, Hamish! Doing what the people say would be SO hard for me! I don't know HOW you do it. I just don't know.
I think you're really quite wonderful to try to get more sheeps for your people. That kind of behavior should be rewarded!
Love,
Ammy
PS: Good luck!
Human rules are stupid. Let me know if you want me to ban anything when I'm President.
Don't worry Hamish. I think refusing to lie down is a worse offense than picking the wrong herd of sheep. But my stupid people only let me work sheep once. They keep promising but make pathetic excuses about money. Instead I have to wear clothes and pick things up for her. They won't even let me herd the horses!!
--Molly
Good Luck on Friday Hamish!
We hope that you and Rafe make your people proud and that will make them very happy too. :-))
Woofs from Holly & Zac
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