I couldn’t ask for a better helper. Hazer has been my barn companion since he was 3 months old. He wasn’t born with a calm, patient demeanor, but we worked on it … a little here, a little there … until he finally grew into the well behaved boy you see here. That said, impulse control isn’t easy for him and never will be. His prey drive is quite strong. Instead of laying quietly and watching me maneuver the horses in and out of their stalls he’d much rather be out bossing them around. But in this case he’s not allowed to “help.” Equine ankles are delicate, but a carefully placed kick can do a lot of harm. So he waits where I’ve downed him. Watching. Worrying. Hoping I’ll give the signal so he can come out and take over. He takes his job so seriously. He’s a heck of a lot of dog at times, but he’s a working machine. You have to understand that he views the world around him through that filter. Persistent? Yes! Determined? You bet! But you couldn’t ask for a better hand around the farm.
We’re going herding today and he’ll get his fill of moving livestock around. That will help take the edge off … today!