Mop on the first day I was back in Scotland to train with her and bring her to Canada. The ego in me says that here she can't believe her good luck that I came back for her.
ME & MOP
Mop's not too many
weeks old here
Mop at eight months & Dot at eighteen months. Even at this tender age, Mop had a bit of
a go at penning.
Mop had just been called back from a field where she was going to take on a bull. This was new to her as she didn't know that bulls act a bit different than mild mannered sheep.
Mop, come bye. Here she is starting to obey her flanking commands, not always but still not too bad for eight months.
