Wren Without Crow

It is very seldom that we sell a dog but I have been through the loss of several, and while the two are not on the same level, there is a single occurrence that hits home every time a dog I know and love leaves the place.

You expect the absence to be felt, you know that dog won’t greet you, you won’t hear the familiar bark, or have to deal with that familiar irksome issue you had going on.  But I never expect the feeling to be as acute as it is when I’m filling feed dishes and there’s one less to fill.  That always hits me, even when I know the dog has gone to a good place.

Wren talking to Lily

Crow left last week.  He went to a place where there is various livestock, but his main purpose is being the farm ambassador and yard guardian.  The folks were looking for a dog that was comfortable with people and visitors which Crow definitely is.  There is another farm dog there to keep company, some sheep and a sheep guardian dog too.  Fingers and toes are crossed that he’s found his role in life.  We received word from the new owners yesterday and as Crow becomes more comfortable in the new surroundings they are feeling he is a good fit for them and their place.

Tex (front), Lily (rear) and Wren

Meanwhile, we still have our work cut out for us with Wren.  She splits her time between visiting the yard (hoping for the kelpies to come out), staying with Zeus, and visiting the main flock.  I think we’ll have to resort to some measure to keep her where needed but the cold weather deters me from doing anything just yet.  I’d much rather focus on making sure the dogs and sheep are all well sheltered and bedded down.  I started to make it uncomfortable for her when she shows up at the yard in the daytime - so smart little character that she is, now she only comes to the yard after dark.  She is tolerated by the other guardian dogs wherever she lands, and she is beginning to follow their lead.  She does like Tex a lot and Zeus too. Tex seems to like her back but Zeus kind of ignores her.  She lays down with the sheep frequently, she just doesn’t stay put for long, but what eight month old puppy does?


5 comments:

  1. Good for Crow. Here's hoping he finds his true calling in his new home. I was wondering how a white dog got named "Crow."

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    1. Named as a partner to Wren, and a third dog we had planned for, which did not pan out this year, was to be named Birdie.

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  2. I am sure it hurts to let him go. You loved that rascal. Your heart hurts, but your head told you, you are doing the right thing...for him. Think of it as a special gift you gave him. Is he near by? Is there a day in the future you could visit him?

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    1. I do love the rascal and do feel some ease that he's in a role that suits him. He is a few hours away.

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