I usually avoid putting human words into dog’s mouths and minds, but sometimes it’s just irresistible. This afternoon, during the sheep shearing, Red’s job was to keep the sheep out of the corner and trying to put out the gate, which they can do if they press hard enough against it.

They almost pushed it out when I sent Red to stop them and told him to sit and “hold the sheep,” a command I’ve taught him. Red understands almost everything I say, he can read intent as well as understand commands.

I could only imagine the conversation that ensued.

“We want to get out of here.”

“No, stay where you are.”

“We might just run over you.”

“Try it. Your nose will be bleeding in a flash.It will hurt.”

“There are so many more of us than you!”

“Then why are standing still there, peeing all over the place and staring.”

“Let’s get him, let’s make a run for it.”

“Read my eyes. Think wolf.  You are not getting into this corner  and out of this barn.

And if for some reason you do, you will regret it and be back here in a minute.”

“You’re probably just bluffing,  you’re an old dog with one good eye.”‘
“So test me. If any of you take a step towards me, I’ll nip you right in your nose,

and I just might miss and bite you in the lip. The humans have bandages and balm for just that occasion.”

“Okay, thank you. We’ve decided to stay right here.”

“Good choice. Take your medicine. Shearing is good for you, you’ll be cooler, healthier and happier. And you’re even getting your hooves trimmed.So take my advice and suck it in.”