To do their work, and live their lives with me.  Each morning, they gather in the garden, and in the mist, and wait, to see what is going to happen. Lenore will go to a hospice patient, Rose will move the sheep, Izzy will ride around with me in the truck, and then all three will come into the house and hang around with me while I write. Later, we will all go and take some photos. They are wonderful dogs, industrious, loving, easy to be with.