Today, TJam is not sure if she will be doing yoga.
This is not because of some spiritual crisis, but because she has slipped down a muddy slope. She slipped down a muddy slope because Beanz has cornered a sheep that had escaped from the field and was barking in its face.
Beanz's redeaming feature was that when we eventually located her (from the shrill barking), having run down the world's steepest hill, back up the world's steepest hill, along the ridge and down the slippery, muddy bank, TJam shouted, "LEAVE IT" and then "COME" and Beanz did actually come back. It took all TJam's self control to praise her. Then TJam's heart slowly resumed normal beating and colour returned to her cheeks when the danger of Beanz getting shot had gone back down to zero.
I was very good and ran by TJam's side throughout the whole kerfuffle. I waited while TJam lifted Beanz over the fence. We are all glad the farmer didn't shoot Beanz, who will be spending a lot more time on the lead.
We think that with a sore throat from shouting and a stiff neck and knee from slipping, we have got off very lightly.
(Fans of sheep will be glad to know that the sheep ran off unharmed).
1 comment:
well done Chips and I have to say it, well done Beanz. There is no way our old dog, at any point in his life, would have obeyed "that" command when faced with such a thrilling game. Mind you, come to think of it, he didn't obey it at the best of times! M.
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