I never quite get used to the sight of a Boston Terrier herding sheep, but there it is, Bud, our feisty and energetic Little Bastard, as he is known here, loves to move the sheep around a bit, especially in the morning before it gets too warm.

He drives them from one end of the pasture to the other, and then forgets about them and goes off to hunt mice and chipmunks. I don’t know where he is going with this, but the sheep are beginning to do what he tells them to do. Maybe Fate can learn from this.