Showing 41 posts tagged with "brynn"
I miss this face
I miss this one too.
I have been having a very hard time blogging lately because I am afraid I am going to sound whiny. Whiny about missing my girls. I chose to send them off for training, then whine about missing them. There are times I feel horribly guilty about sending them away. But they are fine, I am just putting human emotions onto my dogs assuming they are missing me. When in reality they do just live in the moment and are loving working sheep.
I look at this picture and imagine Beth is huddled in her crate wondering why she isn't snuggled in our bed at home. She looks so sad...
Actually she wasn't sad, she was annoyed. Annoyed at me for trying to get her attention while she watched Brynn working sheep. I know Beth is loving every minute she is working with Dianne.
Beth has been with Dianne for two weeks. Dianne has started Beth on whistles and working on inside flanks and driving. Dianne has dedicated much of her time getting Beth jazzed up and excited. Beth has this way of looking like you have beaten her...sad, forlorn and whipped. A product of her life before coming into rescue and our home.
She just wants to please you...and will turn herself inside out to do it.
When Beth comes home we will make the transition from me as her handler to John. Since John is no longer working the crazy overtime hours he will have the time to work her again. It is good because they make a wonderful team. Beth adores John.
He thinks she is wonderful too.
They make a good team.
John really enjoyed his time with Dianne Deal. Dianne spent an entire day working with us when we dropped off Beth & visited Brynn. Not only is she a gifted handler, she is an excellent instructor with the patience of a saint. That is important when dealing with sheep herding idiots like us.
Armed with a walkie talkie Dianne took John through some basic work. Because Beth responds differently with an instructor close by, Dianne used the walkie-talkie to give John directions, giving her a clearer picture of what needed to be worked on.
John was worried because he hadn't worked a dog for almost a year. But Dianne put him at ease immediately. Her directions are clear, and easy to understand. She has a way of explaining things that gives you the "WHY" as well as the "HOW".
Dianne asked me what kind of problems I have had with Beth. I explained I have not been able to get a pen with Beth....EVER. It took Dianne two seconds to get a pen.
Something tells me the 'problem' there wasn't a Beth problem, rather a 'Carolynn' problem.
Brynn leaves me speechless.
Watching Dianne work her left me in awe.
This may not seem like a big thing to many of you with trained dogs. But to me...it was really cool. When we walked in the field, Brynn was off leash. She stayed by my side. She didn't dart out in front of me, She stayed behind me or next to me - looking to me for direction. I felt like I was walking into the field with a partner, a teammate. That alone was worth the price of admission.
I was worried that I was going to tell her something stupid and Brynn would stop, give me that 'look'. You know the look. The "You are an Dumbass" look.
But Dianne trains for that inevitability. She wants a dog that will make the handler look good, because it is going to happen, eventually you will say one thing and mean another.
You will say "away" and really mean "come-bye". Dianne wants the dog to respond with "Oh you meant the OTHER "away" and correct automatically.
Most days I feel like 99% of what comes out of my mouth is wrong.
I hope Dianne installs a 'idiot-proof' feature into Brynn before we pick her up.
I just hope I don't break her when I get her home.
We are going to pick Beth and Brynn up when Dianne is at Brigands on April 10th. Which will be fantastic because it saves us the drive to Idaho. We have two days of lessons scheduled with her then. I still have to learn how to blow my whistle without sounding like a strangled cat in heat.
Bonnie, on the other hand, makes me reconsider my position against mind altering drugs.
Contemplate the merits of drinking heavily as a hobby.
Right before we made our last trip to Idaho I took Bonnie to Fido's. It was a train wreck. Between the sheep, ME and Bonnie it was one big mess. I was actually ashamed of myself. I try not to yell, but I was yelling, throwing my stick and I even threw a bottle of rocks at her...then felt terrible, not because I threw it, rather because I MISSED HER! Bonnie refused to acknowledge me in the field. She blew me off from the minute we went through the gate. It was a racing, gripping, terrorfest. I was in tears. I can understand why some people dump their dogs on the freeway. (JUST KIDDING for your people who think I am serious)!
When we got to Idaho we talked at length with Dianne about Bonnie. She reminded me of how far Bonnie has come already. I keep forgetting that. Bonnie will work very good when there is someone else in the field. Perhaps I have created a monster? All the time I spend getting Bonnie hooked on the sheep (hooked enough to withstand pressure) might have back fired. Now she sees me as "fun" and games and not someone to take seriously in the field.
I am going to give Bonnie 6 weeks. We are going to work once a week with Sue MacDonald. If we can get her under control and behaving consistently on stock, then I will move forward with her. I believe she has talent and drive, but the problem may lie in my relationship with her. Bonnie thinks she is in charge of me - not the other way around. If we cannot get past this then I am going to give Bonnie to John to work and see how it goes with him.
When we were in Idaho Dianne had John work Bonnie and it went very well for them. It is an alternative - instead of just taking her off sheep entirely.
A few days ago I was reading "Top Trainers Talk About Starting a Sheepdog" In the section where Pat Shannahan is being interviewed he was asked about what he liked to see in a pup, or might warn him of later problems in training (pg 257, last question on bottom of page). He answered
That is Bonnie. Bonnie shuts down under pressure. She wants to do things her way, not mine. When we are with an instructor, she quits under pressure, then the lesson becomes an exercise in getting Bonnie engaged again. Everything is under her terms.
I need to be honest with myself here. While Bonnie has talent, nice natural balance and drive. She may not have the temperament or enough desire to withstand the corrections. When I am working with Bonnie I don't feel like part of a team. I feel like she is out there for her...and her alone. I am a mere afterthought. Taking all that into consideration - at some point it may be worthwhile to just take Bonnie off of stock and move on.
Knowing we are going to work with Sue over the next six weeks I decided to hedge my bets and diversify Bonnie's portfolio. I enrolled Bonnie in the Canine Good Citizen prep course at Dog's World in Sumner. Last week we had the 'pre test' and were told Bonnie could pass it now. My goal is to do something else with Bonnie that is positive. If she fails Herding 101, she will have her CGC and we will move on to therapy dog.
Bonnie would be a wonderful therapy dog. She could put a smile on anyone's face, while she licks them to death.
I miss this one too.
I have been having a very hard time blogging lately because I am afraid I am going to sound whiny. Whiny about missing my girls. I chose to send them off for training, then whine about missing them. There are times I feel horribly guilty about sending them away. But they are fine, I am just putting human emotions onto my dogs assuming they are missing me. When in reality they do just live in the moment and are loving working sheep.
I look at this picture and imagine Beth is huddled in her crate wondering why she isn't snuggled in our bed at home. She looks so sad...
Actually she wasn't sad, she was annoyed. Annoyed at me for trying to get her attention while she watched Brynn working sheep. I know Beth is loving every minute she is working with Dianne.
Beth has been with Dianne for two weeks. Dianne has started Beth on whistles and working on inside flanks and driving. Dianne has dedicated much of her time getting Beth jazzed up and excited. Beth has this way of looking like you have beaten her...sad, forlorn and whipped. A product of her life before coming into rescue and our home.
She just wants to please you...and will turn herself inside out to do it.
When Beth comes home we will make the transition from me as her handler to John. Since John is no longer working the crazy overtime hours he will have the time to work her again. It is good because they make a wonderful team. Beth adores John.
He thinks she is wonderful too.
They make a good team.
John really enjoyed his time with Dianne Deal. Dianne spent an entire day working with us when we dropped off Beth & visited Brynn. Not only is she a gifted handler, she is an excellent instructor with the patience of a saint. That is important when dealing with sheep herding idiots like us.
Armed with a walkie talkie Dianne took John through some basic work. Because Beth responds differently with an instructor close by, Dianne used the walkie-talkie to give John directions, giving her a clearer picture of what needed to be worked on.
John was worried because he hadn't worked a dog for almost a year. But Dianne put him at ease immediately. Her directions are clear, and easy to understand. She has a way of explaining things that gives you the "WHY" as well as the "HOW".
Dianne asked me what kind of problems I have had with Beth. I explained I have not been able to get a pen with Beth....EVER. It took Dianne two seconds to get a pen.
Something tells me the 'problem' there wasn't a Beth problem, rather a 'Carolynn' problem.
"Mom, I can do many things if you just get out of my way."
Brynn leaves me speechless.
Watching Dianne work her left me in awe.
This may not seem like a big thing to many of you with trained dogs. But to me...it was really cool. When we walked in the field, Brynn was off leash. She stayed by my side. She didn't dart out in front of me, She stayed behind me or next to me - looking to me for direction. I felt like I was walking into the field with a partner, a teammate. That alone was worth the price of admission.
I was worried that I was going to tell her something stupid and Brynn would stop, give me that 'look'. You know the look. The "You are an Dumbass" look.
But Dianne trains for that inevitability. She wants a dog that will make the handler look good, because it is going to happen, eventually you will say one thing and mean another.
You will say "away" and really mean "come-bye". Dianne wants the dog to respond with "Oh you meant the OTHER "away" and correct automatically.
Most days I feel like 99% of what comes out of my mouth is wrong.
I hope Dianne installs a 'idiot-proof' feature into Brynn before we pick her up.
I just hope I don't break her when I get her home.
We are going to pick Beth and Brynn up when Dianne is at Brigands on April 10th. Which will be fantastic because it saves us the drive to Idaho. We have two days of lessons scheduled with her then. I still have to learn how to blow my whistle without sounding like a strangled cat in heat.
"It's okay Mom, Dianne is teaching me how to handle you too!"
"I expect you to sound stupid, it is my job to make you look good...."
"Just relax, I am."
"I got it covered, Mom"
Bonnie, on the other hand, makes me reconsider my position against mind altering drugs.
Contemplate the merits of drinking heavily as a hobby.
Right before we made our last trip to Idaho I took Bonnie to Fido's. It was a train wreck. Between the sheep, ME and Bonnie it was one big mess. I was actually ashamed of myself. I try not to yell, but I was yelling, throwing my stick and I even threw a bottle of rocks at her...then felt terrible, not because I threw it, rather because I MISSED HER! Bonnie refused to acknowledge me in the field. She blew me off from the minute we went through the gate. It was a racing, gripping, terrorfest. I was in tears. I can understand why some people dump their dogs on the freeway. (JUST KIDDING for your people who think I am serious)!
When we got to Idaho we talked at length with Dianne about Bonnie. She reminded me of how far Bonnie has come already. I keep forgetting that. Bonnie will work very good when there is someone else in the field. Perhaps I have created a monster? All the time I spend getting Bonnie hooked on the sheep (hooked enough to withstand pressure) might have back fired. Now she sees me as "fun" and games and not someone to take seriously in the field.
I am going to give Bonnie 6 weeks. We are going to work once a week with Sue MacDonald. If we can get her under control and behaving consistently on stock, then I will move forward with her. I believe she has talent and drive, but the problem may lie in my relationship with her. Bonnie thinks she is in charge of me - not the other way around. If we cannot get past this then I am going to give Bonnie to John to work and see how it goes with him.
When we were in Idaho Dianne had John work Bonnie and it went very well for them. It is an alternative - instead of just taking her off sheep entirely.
When she was done working with John she was quite pleased with herself.
John was pretty happy with her too.
A few days ago I was reading "Top Trainers Talk About Starting a Sheepdog" In the section where Pat Shannahan is being interviewed he was asked about what he liked to see in a pup, or might warn him of later problems in training (pg 257, last question on bottom of page). He answered
"...What I don't like to see is a pup that is totally out there for themselves, and if they haven't gotten their way they shut down or decide that they prefer not to work. Those are the difficult ones. The ones that are actually really soft as far as corrections, where they possibly might shut down, are the most difficult for people to train.".
That is Bonnie. Bonnie shuts down under pressure. She wants to do things her way, not mine. When we are with an instructor, she quits under pressure, then the lesson becomes an exercise in getting Bonnie engaged again. Everything is under her terms.
I need to be honest with myself here. While Bonnie has talent, nice natural balance and drive. She may not have the temperament or enough desire to withstand the corrections. When I am working with Bonnie I don't feel like part of a team. I feel like she is out there for her...and her alone. I am a mere afterthought. Taking all that into consideration - at some point it may be worthwhile to just take Bonnie off of stock and move on.
Knowing we are going to work with Sue over the next six weeks I decided to hedge my bets and diversify Bonnie's portfolio. I enrolled Bonnie in the Canine Good Citizen prep course at Dog's World in Sumner. Last week we had the 'pre test' and were told Bonnie could pass it now. My goal is to do something else with Bonnie that is positive. If she fails Herding 101, she will have her CGC and we will move on to therapy dog.
Bonnie would be a wonderful therapy dog. She could put a smile on anyone's face, while she licks them to death.
While we were in Idaho this last weekend I had the chance video Dianne Deal working Brynn. I am sorting through over 2000 pictures that I shot this weekend which has been a bit overwhelming. In the meantime I thought I would share this video sooner, rather than later.
Dianne is very pleased with how Brynn has been coming along. I am THRILLED (if you can't tell)! Brynn is a tad bit sticky on the away side. Dianne said that will go 'away' with age and maturity, eventually 'away' will be her best side. Dianne started her driving and is working on her cross driving this week.
I am proud of my little monkey.
Brynn is happy and doing well. Dianne is pleased with Brynn and Brynn loves Dianne.
I think they are both pretty awesome.
My memory is failing me. I guess it is a casualty of getting older, or it could be stupidity. Nevertheless I prefer to blame it on advancing years.
The other day I was making a protein shake. I accidentally overfilled the 'shaker cup' and didn't have room in the cup to adequately shake the mixture. To remedy this I poured half of it into a glass, then screwed the lid back on. I was distracted wiping up the dribbles on the counter, picked up the glass then started shaking it.
Suddenly I was covered with cold chocolate goo. It was in my hair, my eyes, my nose. It was dripping off the ceiling onto my head. Dismayed I wiped my face with a towel.
What just happened?
Instead of picking up the 'shaker cup' with lid...I picked up the glass with the overflow - violently shaking that instead.
Is that old age? Or stupidity? See why I prefer to blame old age?
Keeping with this theme.. I do have a point to this story, eventually. I have two memory cards for my new camera (ironic they are called MEMORY cards eh?). Lo and behold I found that I had not downloaded a ton of pictures from our trip to Idaho last month.
While sorting through them all I found the fire-hydrant freak-out.
Early one morning at the hotel I let the dogs run in the field next door. Apparently they have plans to further develop this land, obvious from the fire hydrants spaced evenly throughout.
They were happily running and playing in the same field they had been in for two days. Suddenly Brynn and Bonnie screeched to a halt and burst out in a flurry of bark screams. Perhaps the sunlight struck the fire hydrant in a odd manner?
"ALERT ALERT! Dangerous creature ahead!"
"Oh my doG...WHAT IS THAT?"
"MOMMY!"
"Must bark at it or it will ATTACK!" (Notice the hair on Brynn's back - it is raised on her neck and tush)
"MOMMY!"
"Must run at it barking....scare it away!"
"BONNIE YOU ARE TOO CLOSE! COME BACK!"
"Bonnie GET BACK!!"
"Bonnie - get away! IT WILL EAT YOU!"
"Nah, Brynn...it smells good"
"Bonnie GET BACK! GET BACK!"
"Oh MY DOG, Brynn there is ANOTHER ONE, BEHIND US!"
And it started all over again. Finally I was able to get Brynn to sniff it
She didn't like it. But she calmed down.
Mom, throw the ball, kay?
Must be nice to be a dog. You can freak out or do silly things...then forget about it and play.
I wonder if I stuffed a tennis ball in my mouth I would feel better about my future senility?
Where are the tennis balls...
The other day I was making a protein shake. I accidentally overfilled the 'shaker cup' and didn't have room in the cup to adequately shake the mixture. To remedy this I poured half of it into a glass, then screwed the lid back on. I was distracted wiping up the dribbles on the counter, picked up the glass then started shaking it.
Suddenly I was covered with cold chocolate goo. It was in my hair, my eyes, my nose. It was dripping off the ceiling onto my head. Dismayed I wiped my face with a towel.
What just happened?
Instead of picking up the 'shaker cup' with lid...I picked up the glass with the overflow - violently shaking that instead.
Is that old age? Or stupidity? See why I prefer to blame old age?
Keeping with this theme.. I do have a point to this story, eventually. I have two memory cards for my new camera (ironic they are called MEMORY cards eh?). Lo and behold I found that I had not downloaded a ton of pictures from our trip to Idaho last month.
While sorting through them all I found the fire-hydrant freak-out.
Early one morning at the hotel I let the dogs run in the field next door. Apparently they have plans to further develop this land, obvious from the fire hydrants spaced evenly throughout.
They were happily running and playing in the same field they had been in for two days. Suddenly Brynn and Bonnie screeched to a halt and burst out in a flurry of bark screams. Perhaps the sunlight struck the fire hydrant in a odd manner?
"ALERT ALERT! Dangerous creature ahead!"
"Oh my doG...WHAT IS THAT?"
"MOMMY!"
"Must bark at it or it will ATTACK!" (Notice the hair on Brynn's back - it is raised on her neck and tush)
"MOMMY!"
"Must run at it barking....scare it away!"
"BONNIE YOU ARE TOO CLOSE! COME BACK!"
"Bonnie GET BACK!!"
"Bonnie - get away! IT WILL EAT YOU!"
"Nah, Brynn...it smells good"
"Bonnie GET BACK! GET BACK!"
"Oh MY DOG, Brynn there is ANOTHER ONE, BEHIND US!"
And it started all over again. Finally I was able to get Brynn to sniff it
She didn't like it. But she calmed down.
Mom, throw the ball, kay?
Must be nice to be a dog. You can freak out or do silly things...then forget about it and play.
I wonder if I stuffed a tennis ball in my mouth I would feel better about my future senility?
Where are the tennis balls...
Two posts in one day? Wow, I must be setting a record. It has been a struggle lately to put up two posts in a week - let alone a day. But I had something I just had to share.
My friend Ellie has been sending me pictures of Brynn each time she goes out to Dianne's. Here is one she shot last week of my little monkey in her kennel.
These pictures are a lifeline of sorts for me. I can't thank her enough for doing this. THANK YOU ELLIE! You rock!
Today Ellie shot some video of Brynn today with her iPhone. The quality is what you would expect from a phone, but so much better than just my imagination! I am just so tickled pink she took these I could hug her!
Brynn and Dianne are very very small...but if you squint you can get the idea. Dianne is doing a little bit of everything with her. Driving, calling her in on outruns (getting her to walk into the pressure to push the sheep away from Dianne), and pushing her out on flanks.
I can't wait to see her on the 26th.
My friend Ellie has been sending me pictures of Brynn each time she goes out to Dianne's. Here is one she shot last week of my little monkey in her kennel.
These pictures are a lifeline of sorts for me. I can't thank her enough for doing this. THANK YOU ELLIE! You rock!
Today Ellie shot some video of Brynn today with her iPhone. The quality is what you would expect from a phone, but so much better than just my imagination! I am just so tickled pink she took these I could hug her!
Brynn and Dianne are very very small...but if you squint you can get the idea. Dianne is doing a little bit of everything with her. Driving, calling her in on outruns (getting her to walk into the pressure to push the sheep away from Dianne), and pushing her out on flanks.
I can't wait to see her on the 26th.
(After being sidelined this week with the nastiest case of pneumonia I have ever had I can sit up long enough to write a blog post. Yeah! I apologize for the last post about Ranger..I was under the influence of codiene. ) Nuff said...
Brynn was born Feb 2, 2009 on a working ranch in Klamath Falls Oregon.
On April 8, 2009 we adopted Brynn from PNW Border Collie Rescue. The story is...their mom needed to get back to work, the 'rancher' surrendered the 5 week old puppies to Border Collie Rescue. The puppies made their journey from Klamath Falls, OR to Moses Lake, WA where they were fostered by Pat. Pat does an amazing job with all her litters of puppies. (THANK YOU PAT!)
Sadly the day after Brynn arrived in our home, she became very sick. She was diagnosed with Parvo and admitted into the vet for treatment.
Strangly enough, only Brynn and her littermate Jazzmine came down with Parvo. The rest of the litter was spared. To this day we are not sure where they were exposed or how...Could it have been the vaccinations? The lepto vaccine that was given way toooooo young? Were they exposed at the vet? From people visiting them? We will never know. Thankfully both pups survived.
After she was discharged from the vet she started eating...
Brynn latched onto Bonnie from the start
From the beginning Brynn was a confident little monkey.
Bonnie watched over Brynn
Brynn learned how to stalk
Sneaking up on her buddy Bug
Attack!
Watching the world
Experimenting with sand
Learning about other dogs and how to stay out of their way.
Discovering the ball
Discovering cattle
Discovering Sheep
4 Months
5 Months
Seven Months
Nine Months
11 Months
Not sure which way her ears would go
Studying the sprinker... you can almost see her little brain working. "How does this thing work?"
Weeeeeee!
Learning how to relax
In the strangest places ever...
Climbing on the furniture
Sitting on the piano
Tasting salt water
Loving the beach
Ahhhh Beach Happiness
Finding new and interesting ways to get food
Loving the river and stalking anything that moved
Growing up with Bug (remember the puppy Brynn pounced on at the beginning of this post?)
Smart girl...staying out of family squabbles.
Enjoying visiting Nationals in Klamath Falls and hanging with friends dogs at our hotel (can you find Brynn in this picture?)
Growing up
Jumping higher and higher
What is up with those ears?
Part of growing up and maturing is showing the ability to accept the occasional distasteful experience without complaint. She handles it all with ease...
Remember the chocolate incident? She recovered...thankfully.
Again with the ears...
Awww I love this face
Gosh she has grown - she is bigger than Beth now
She can out run them all
She has put up with so much...(ahem...Bonnie can be difficult).
Such a beautiful girl
From this...
To this...
We will be visiting Brynn soon. Dianne said she is doing nicely in training and has been giving me updates every couple of days. Brynn is fitting in nicely, getting along with all the other dogs and has a few buddy's. Brynn has a excellent stop, stand and lie down. She has been doing quite a bit of driving. Dianne has been working on getting her deeper behind the sheep & pace. Dianne said she will be a wide outrunner and is happy with her progress. I am tickled pink!
More than anything I cant wait to kiss this face again.
Happy Birthday Monkey!
Happy Belated 1st Birthday Brynn!
Brynn was born Feb 2, 2009 on a working ranch in Klamath Falls Oregon.
On April 8, 2009 we adopted Brynn from PNW Border Collie Rescue. The story is...their mom needed to get back to work, the 'rancher' surrendered the 5 week old puppies to Border Collie Rescue. The puppies made their journey from Klamath Falls, OR to Moses Lake, WA where they were fostered by Pat. Pat does an amazing job with all her litters of puppies. (THANK YOU PAT!)
Sadly the day after Brynn arrived in our home, she became very sick. She was diagnosed with Parvo and admitted into the vet for treatment.
Strangly enough, only Brynn and her littermate Jazzmine came down with Parvo. The rest of the litter was spared. To this day we are not sure where they were exposed or how...Could it have been the vaccinations? The lepto vaccine that was given way toooooo young? Were they exposed at the vet? From people visiting them? We will never know. Thankfully both pups survived.
After she was discharged from the vet she started eating...
And eating
Brynn latched onto Bonnie from the start
From the beginning Brynn was a confident little monkey.
Bonnie watched over Brynn
Brynn learned how to stalk
Sneaking up on her buddy Bug
Attack!
Watching the world
Experimenting with sand
Learning about other dogs and how to stay out of their way.
Discovering the ball
Discovering cattle
Discovering Sheep
4 Months
5 Months
Seven Months
Nine Months
Not sure which way her ears would go
Studying the sprinker... you can almost see her little brain working. "How does this thing work?"
Weeeeeee!
Learning how to relax
In the strangest places ever...
Climbing on the furniture
Sitting on the piano
Tasting salt water
Loving the beach
Ahhhh Beach Happiness
Finding new and interesting ways to get food
Loving the river and stalking anything that moved
Growing up with Bug (remember the puppy Brynn pounced on at the beginning of this post?)
Smart girl...staying out of family squabbles.
Enjoying visiting Nationals in Klamath Falls and hanging with friends dogs at our hotel (can you find Brynn in this picture?)
Growing up
Still not quite sure what her ears are doing yet. Often inside out...
Jumping higher and higher
What is up with those ears?
Part of growing up and maturing is showing the ability to accept the occasional distasteful experience without complaint. She handles it all with ease...
Remember the chocolate incident? She recovered...thankfully.
Again with the ears...
Awww I love this face
Gosh she has grown - she is bigger than Beth now
She can out run them all
She has put up with so much...(ahem...Bonnie can be difficult).
Such a beautiful girl
To this...
We will be visiting Brynn soon. Dianne said she is doing nicely in training and has been giving me updates every couple of days. Brynn is fitting in nicely, getting along with all the other dogs and has a few buddy's. Brynn has a excellent stop, stand and lie down. She has been doing quite a bit of driving. Dianne has been working on getting her deeper behind the sheep & pace. Dianne said she will be a wide outrunner and is happy with her progress. I am tickled pink!
More than anything I cant wait to kiss this face again.
Happy Birthday Monkey!
