When the weather is cool, it is no longer possible to tire the Pirate Dog out, she can run and run, and then take some water, and run again. We don’t run her all day, border collies can become addicts, but when she is out in the pasture, she races around the sheep and then comes and eagerly stares at me, waiting for the command to to back to the sheep.

I have never had a dog who was so utterly useless and who had so much fun doing it. She is a great spirit, the anti-Red.