For all his focus and energy, Red is a patient creature. When I go outside, he walks quickly to the pasture gate, and sits down, and then watches me. Sometimes I am feeding the cats or chickens, sometimes watering the garden, sometimes sitting in the Adirondack chairs. Sometimes we go into the pasture and  herd the sheep. There is a sense of expectation in Red’s eyes, sometimes a look of eagerness, but mostly, he is patient. If I don’t move to the pasture gate, he lies down and waits. Sooner or later, I will come there and we will herd the sheep, Red’s faith in unshakeable.