Ode to Scott.

You hear people say that you only get one good dog in a life time, well if that was the case Scotty would have to be the one.  He was a gentleman, could work anything from baby chickens ducklings, sheep and cattle.  Depending on which animal he was faced with he would work them accordingly.  He would use his eye on the smaller stock but would actually heal the cattle.  He was magic to watch and he always brought the stock to me where every I placed my self in the yard or paddock thats where the stock arrived with Scotty ever so diligent working from behind them.  He loved children my sons whilst growing up would lay all over Scotty and he would just lick their faces never growled.  If he had had enough of them he would just walk away and find a spot under the tree close by.  I feel so privileged to have owned this remarkable dog.

THE DOG AT TOP OF PAGE IS SCOTTY AT 2 YEARS OF AGE.