High summer. The rickety old farmhouse is suddenly full. A noisy dinner on the terrace finishes at well past midnight. This morning two happy but exhausted sheepdogs join me in my office. Bob brings in a Timberland boot to chew on. They've discovered that their flock has suddenly got larger. ''We'll get some peace and quiet in here Sophie". Sophie promptly falls asleep. Both are discovering that flocks can be unruly,exhausting, things.
