The cop that shoots her ... well the expression is: "Hell hath no fury ....."
The cop that shoots her ... well the expression is: "Hell hath no fury ....."
Ours was an Australian Sheppard. Ears the same, muzzle the same (but a bit wider), look in the eyes “hey, so what adventure are we going to do now”.
Herded everything and every one. Once in a cold winter here in PA it jumped in a lake to swim out about a quarter mile in an attempt to herd the ducks and geese swimming on a lake. At that same lake in the summer it would dive deep to get rocks we threw in, thinking we wanted her to retrieve them.
Was the friendly boss of every dog that invaded it’s imaginary space. Huge dogs, mean dogs, friendly dogs (or skunks) that crossed a certain line (about 35 ft out) and it tried to make them submit. Always did. (Would not even back off the skunk until I hose them both down with a garden hose!
We lost smokey to cancer 4 years ago and it was very sad.
She is beautiful!