Moss

1987 ~ July 2003

  When God had made the earth and sky
the flowers and the trees,
He then made all the animals
the fish, the birds and bees.

And when at last He'd finished
not one was quite the same.
He said, "I'll walk this world of mine
and give each one a name."

And so He travelled far and wide
and everywhere He went,
a little creature followed Him
until it's strength was spent.

When all were named upon the earth
and in the sky and sea,
the little creature said, "Dear Lord,
there's not one left for me."

Kindly the Father said to him,
"I've left you to the end.
I've turned my own name back to front
and called you dog, My friend."
 

 

 

On Skelwith Fold caravan park, Lake District shortly after he came to live with us in '91.

(.... and after his fur had grown back!)

Re-homed from a farm near Bala. Came with a luggage label attached saying only: "4 years old. Barks a lot, good with cattle". Curious, as he'd supposedly come from a farm without stock!

Much of his fur, in particular his tail, was so matted and tangled it had to be cut off. A yard dog, his neck was raw with jumping against a chain. We have little doubt that he'd had things thrown at him to shut him up. His adverse reactions indicate that his previous owner was probably left handed, wore a hat and hit him with a stick.

Walked submissively on a lead but apparently never socialised with either people or dogs. When the other dogs play-fought he would run into the house in fright.  He'd been warned off sheep. Became distressed when taken close to them.

Then one day his herding instinct switched on and he turned out to be the perfect soft-eyed, gentle sheepdog. Could walk a flock down a field as slow as can be and with total control as he didn't pressure them. The perfect lambing dog. That farmer never knew what he'd lost.

 

Even people who didn't like dogs loved Moss.

 

With the other three in the back, Moss was obliged to always ride in the front of the car (wearing his harness, of course).

 

Dec '91 ~ 4 years

 

 

 

Aug '92 (5 yrs) ~ by Alcock Tarn

 

May '93 ~ Moss at 6 years

 

 

 

Dec '93 ~ having a cuddle!

 

May '95 ~ monitoring the street

 

 

 

it's a great life being a dog!

 

with the girlfriend by the pool

 

'96 ~ caught on speed camera!

 

Moss, Blencathra top, Oct 2000, 13 yrs

 

Moss spent three seasons of the year out on the patio.

 

Moss at 15 yrs

 

May 2003 ~ Stow Fen, almost 16 yrs

 

May 2003

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