Hey! It is I, the wonder blogging Border Collie. I have several trails throughout the yard. Ball trails. I like to play ball! It is one of my jobs.
I follow one of my trails, going way out and around.
Hiding..ready to leap out and capture my ball.
I flunked "The Test" the other day. I passed for quite a long time..but then I failed miserably.
Far Side and Far Guy were going to the neighbors for a birthday party. ( A Great- Nephew and ball player was five! ) They took off walking. They told me to "Stay" so I did, I even stayed when more relatives walked by..I stayed for about an hour. Then I couldn’t stand it anymore..there were kids playing outside..I was so lonely. I went through the woods..just to peek. No highways were crossed..only a two track road. I tracked them..yup I am a tracker..a fearless tracker, I figured out where they went and I followed them there.
I got there just in time to see the attack on Sponge Bob Square Pants..Far Guy said "Well here comes my dog." Now what kind of welcome is that for a fearless tracker? I just came to show them the way home ..just in case they forgot the way.
Big boys having the last whack at Sponge Bob, candy was everywhere..and it was time for me to go home:)