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Just a few pics from this afternoons foolishness on the dunes. I've stopped all dummy work for now, they'll be out working in a couple of weeks so I'm just letting them have a break from it, I want them to be keen.
Met a couple of G.S.Ds on our stroll, I saw them first as they came over the top of the dune I was climbing, the lads were just ahead of me, their owner then appeared and called out to me not to worry, they weren't aggresive. I told him that I wasn't in the least worried, and the dogs met up. Turned out to be a mother and son combo, the young lad was about two year old, the mother about four and half years. After the initial, slightly wary sniffing, Flye and the young shepherd decided that a good way to spend a few minutes would be in indulging themselves in a little sparring, Flyte, God bless him, did try to get mum involved but was met with a gentle, but firm rebuke, not at all nasty, just a curl of her lip and a '' Bugger off and leave me be'' snap. Skye, as is his way, decided to keep clear and carry on with his task of ensuring that no living creature, be it feathered or fur was going to be allowed to rest in his neighbourhood.
The thing I'll never understand about dogs is why, given that they have acres of dunes to fool about in they always, without exception, have to do it right under your feet ???
Met a couple of G.S.Ds on our stroll, I saw them first as they came over the top of the dune I was climbing, the lads were just ahead of me, their owner then appeared and called out to me not to worry, they weren't aggresive. I told him that I wasn't in the least worried, and the dogs met up. Turned out to be a mother and son combo, the young lad was about two year old, the mother about four and half years. After the initial, slightly wary sniffing, Flye and the young shepherd decided that a good way to spend a few minutes would be in indulging themselves in a little sparring, Flyte, God bless him, did try to get mum involved but was met with a gentle, but firm rebuke, not at all nasty, just a curl of her lip and a '' Bugger off and leave me be'' snap. Skye, as is his way, decided to keep clear and carry on with his task of ensuring that no living creature, be it feathered or fur was going to be allowed to rest in his neighbourhood.
The thing I'll never understand about dogs is why, given that they have acres of dunes to fool about in they always, without exception, have to do it right under your feet ???
