Fate cooled herself off in the shallow lake that is our flooded pasture. She looked to me like a sea creature, just being born and emerging from the watery depths.
She is of course, focused on the sheep, waiting for me to give the command “get the sheep” so she can circle around them as they eat then come back to me so I can tell her to do the same again.
Fate has such a wonderful time, doesn’t she?
She is one lucky girl to have been chosen by such a lovely, encouraging owner who knows just how to handle her free spirit and cultivate it! 🙂
She does Fran, as soon as it’s warm enough (which is differs for her than me) she’s in the water.