The when of death is not in our hands, it is unknown to us, but all the same unalterable. Story lived a spectacular life, and died on his own terms, on the farm I had promised him many years ago. From the day he came home to us until the moment of his death, and…
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… the life I have wanted for my dogs
It isn’t uncommon for someone to get a herding breed … … then fall in love with all that they have to offer … … then start to learn how to work with them … … then give up the life they know so they can know a different life with their dog … ……
Nancy Tanner 