For the first time in more than four months, enough grass appeared in the side pasture for Red to do a bit of herding. I didn’t want to do too much, as four of the girls are pregnant, so we moved slowly, Red got to work on his legendary outruns, and the sheep mostly huddle in a circle and stared at him as he raced around. This is the first time Red has really gotten to work since December, he was a happy dog, and I am a happy herder. Spring has emerged, still fighting its way through, but just about here. Today was a beautiful day and I am grateful for it.