A typical day exploring beyond the bay I saw you. Oh, how supreme and elegant you were. That morning I had got lost in the fog. The sun was blaring or should I say daring. All I could see was your farm and the only road that appeared to head somewhere far. You must of heard my car. All I saw were baby animals running down in one direction. An old farm house on the left appeared vacant. Then I saw you... Your head three times the size than the animals you were chasing. I thought a bear at first. No, a lighter brown and not as round. You bounced in perfect harmony, what are you? Then I saw as I pulled up closer. Turned off the engine and exited but scanned the area closely. There were two of you! Disappointed, no reception, no pic. But you saw and ran to me as if you knew me. I waved, admired, left smiling. Thanks for having me Northern Sheep Dog.