I've had several questions about what Maisie thinks about Early...and there's a funny story there.
"This is NOT a funny story!"
I know she's seen him playing in the barn aisle. There's no way she's missed that. He's in and out all day long and usually at least once at night. She's the barn guardian now for crying out loud.
One night last week I was putting out minerals in the feeder in the outside stall and I heard a loud commotion in the barn aisle. My first fear is always the short dog. Tilly hates lambs...and Early LOVES Tilly. Not a great combo and I try to never be out of sight when they are together.
I raced back in and found Maisie frantically running laps in the aisleway, Early close on her heels doing his very best "Hi! I'm Early!" Her eyes were as big as saucers and I'm pretty sure she was using some grown up words. Very grown up words.
There has never been once in her life that she's ever done anything I told her to do. I opened the cross gate and called her name and she raced back in, tail twirling. And I'm pretty sure she'll never sneak out that gate again ;-).
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