Frieda has come a long way in her life with us, but she is not allowed to go hear the sheep or come sheepherding. For Frieda, the line between herding and hunting is still a little blurry. She always manages to get to a window and watch while Red and I go out to the sheep, and I suspect she would like to herd the sheep one day. I don’t see it, but I wouldn’t rule it out either. Frieda is smart, love to work with people, and is trainable. A bit too much prey drive though, I think. Sometimes I feel bad for her – there is much guilt in our lives with animals – but then I recall that she is having a very good life.