Friday, October 15, 2010

I discovered the purpose of the Universe!

Last Saturday I had the best day of my life!!!

I discovered the purpose of the Universe or at the very least, the reason for my obsession with chasing. I have always been obsessed with chasing. I chase dogs big or small, I chase birds, nope haven't caught one yet AND I chase cats. Woo hoo they're fun!

I regularly catch the siamese cat that my people have kindly provided for my chasing pleasure. Its fantastic, I give him a nice sheepie-spit mohawk and then release him so he's ready for me to chase at a later time. I think there's something wrong with him. He runs, so of course I chase, but then he looks really grumpy when I catch him. Go figure. Cats, I think they're a little bit mental!

But back to last Saturday. My upright took me in the car to the country. I've been there before (the country in general, not this bit specifically) and I like it. There's lots of space and grass and smells. But this bit of country is heaven. Its got ............... SHEEP!!!!!!!!

Quite a lot of sheep. Sheep that I got to chase, yep actually chase. I took one look at those sheeps (there were four of them in a pen especially for me) and that was it, I was off. I herded those sheep, I was the boss. I have discovered the purpose of the universe.

THE UNIVERSE IS HERE SO THAT SHEEP CAN BE HERDED.

It's quite obvious to me now that I know what sheep are. Prior to meeting sheep on Saturday I was unsure of my purpose but its all become clear to me now. I exist to direct sheep, they are silly creatures who need to be shown where to go and that is where I come in. I most definitely directed those sheep.

I was a bit late to my appointment with destiny, my upright got lost, AGAIN. So everyone else was already there. Lots of kelpies and border collies and variations thereof. They all looked at me with bemusement. They really thought that bringing a fluffy dog with a beautiful pink hair tie in her topknot to herd sheep was silly. One upright even suggested that it would be hard to tell which were the sheep and which was me.

But I showed 'em. I was the one in control, I was the one making sure those sheep new the drill. There was no doubt about it I am a sheepdog and I was born to herd sheep.



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