It never ceases to surprise me the way Red can be at the Mansion with his head on people’s knee for an hour, and then come to the farm and into the pasture and sit for an  hour with his eyes fixed on the sheep. Most dogs I know were good at one or the other thing, Red shifts gears easily.

In the Mansion and other therapy work, Red is as focused as a laser on the people he is seeing, in the pasture, he is just as focused. If I left him out there, I’m convinced he would starve to death before moving. I love his work ethic, I try to emulate it.