A change in the weather. The temperature rising. Shirt sleeve weather for the morning walk. Spring has arrived.
Bob takes up his RINO position at the front door . Rump in - Nose out. No one can enter the house without this sheepdogs knowledge and approval. He thinks he looks ferocious.
Bob can spend all day like this. Elemental herding. It's in his DNA. Every half an hour or so he'll shoot up and out in chase of a blackbird or one of those invisible things only dogs see.
Sometime his sister joins him. At other times she patrols the laurel hedge in search of moles but mostly she guards the kitchen.
Those routines too unimportant for a diary but which shape a dog owners day.
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