Tuesday, September 29, 2009

City slicker.


Poor Gyp. Living in the city has taken its toll on her.

Today on our run just outside city limits - where we go all the time, Gyp spotted something in the distance, and if I didn't know any better, I might have imagined us at a herding trial, and she was doing a beautiful outrun (well 150 feet, but hey, I can pretend). I watched my pretty dog run confidently, low to the ground, all slinky-Border-Collie-like in the opposite direction from me, she would stop lift one leg, then go further. I could not figure out what was holding her attention. I didn't see sheep ...

I didn't call her back to me - she wasn't afraid, she was determined! Go! Gyppie! Go!

Um ... Gyp ... it's called "Hay", not like "Hey, you're dumb"...
it's "Hay, a Bale of Hay" that round thing is a "Bale", farm animals eat it.
Remember, you used to live on a farm too?

So ... she isn't the brightest crayon in the box .... that'll do Gyp ... that'll do ... sigh ...

Weeee look at me ... I can fly doo dee doo ... I love butterflies.

...Well, speaking of crayons, Kaleb isn't that bright either ...
"Um Kaleb ... Gyp has the ball, you can quit looking for it"

Jane has one thing to say ... "losers."

6 comments:

manymuddypaws said...

lol that's totally awesome. gyp rocks.

Sarah said...

i think we need to get a herding lesson in soon ... apparently it's been too long ...

BCxFour said...

Yep, she has sheep on the brain. Herding lesson ASAP! LOL

Nicki said...

Funny!

onecollie said...

I think that should become Gyp's nickname.. Gyp, doo dee doo!!!

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