Red’s busy day begins around dawn, we I tell him to keep the sheep away from us while we clean out the barn and brush the donkeys. He pretty much take it from there, locking the sheep in place with his very powerful gaze, holding his position until he is released. Then he meditates with me, then holes up in my office while I work and write. We herd the sheep again in the afternoon, have lunch with Maria,  do chores around town, take a walk, write and take photos, blog some, then he is on his own, he collapses in the living, room, gets up to follow me from room to room until it’s bedtime.