If you are a border collie, it is not a simple thing to herd sheep with a Boston Terrier who thinks he’s a bear, standing on your head. Fate, a normally restless and  excitable creature, loves Gus and takes a lot of stuff from him.

Today, doing her mad outruns around the sheep, I told Fate to lay down, and Gus rushed over and stood on her head for a better view of the sheep. He wants to do it too, and he is good at rushing around like a madman.

I thought Gus might get his head taken off, but Fate, Red-like,  didn’t budge. There is no focus like a border collie’s focus when there are sheep about. Gus is studying the border collies carefully, I think he wants in.