Here he is!
Is he a Welsh Sheepdog?
Well, sort of.
He certainly understands sheep.
He knows when they are ill.
A caring-dog for any of our lambs that are poorly.
He’s much more than that.
Intrepid mountain-dog and finder-of-the-way-home-dog.
‘Responsible-adult’-dog. Always alert, sensor-of-danger-dog.
Ratter, humane catter, licker-up-of-mess-dog.
He’s a parson’s nose disposer.
He’s not a ‘blind-dog’ but he’s a seeing-in-the-dark-dog, a hearing-for-the-relatively-deaf-dog and a sniffer-dog for the finding-something-dead-job.
But most important — he is a remembering-dog. Working with the terminally forgetful.
If the chickens have not been turned out or the cratches not filled with hay he will fix the farmer with his beady eye (see above) and throw glances at the chicken house or the cratch until the farmer says,”Oh yes, we’d better see to the chickens,” or the hay or the 101 other forgettable chores on our little farm.