The Landrover and the Collie

I know a dog called Wiz. Wiz is a 4 year old collie bitch with beautiful bright eyes and a lovely coat. She belongs to some friends of mine who run a dairy farm in Surry and she spends her time running round the farm acting as an inspector of works and woe betide anyone who ignores her demands for affection.

I was at the farm one evening in September being shown how to feed calves as the farmer and his wife were going to a show with some of their prime beasts and needed a network of people to deal with various farmyard tasks whilst they were away. So it was under Wiz’s watchful eye that I was filling water buckets, topping up feed bins and making up milk formula. Judging from Wiz’s waggy tail and smiley face I think I was doing a reasonably good job. The only slight problem came when my dog Winnie, a Fox terrier/ Jack Russell cross started to get a little aggressive. This was easily solved by chucking her back in the Landrover leaving Wiz to make cow eyes at my other dog Bisley, the Springer spaniel.

Wiz

I know a human who sometimes comes to the farm to help with the things that produce white stuff that humans drink, don’t like it myself. This human is a bit stupid but he always gives me a pat and takes me for  a walk in the woods with Bisley and Winnie. I like Bisley as he’s a handsome boy but Winnie does get a bit jealous at times so I’ll have to put her straight. The human drives a big red box called a Landrover. I like chasing the Landrover but the black round things it stands on don’t taste so good. The human always slows down when he sees me but I wish he wouldn’t as I can move faster than his Landrover. Nothing I like better than to race it down the road and bark at it. It hasn’t caught me yet and it never will.

Sometimes I demand that I be allowed to sit in the Landrover and the human lets me in. He thinks I’m being cute; the fool doesn’t realise I just want to get out of the rain!!!