Story Line:
Way back when, man where man and sheep were scared.... We had a blonde lab called Taylor. He was trained for hunting and he had what we considered a soft mouth. We would give him eggs and the way he would eat them was to repeatably drop them until they broke, then eat them. He had a buddy, a cat. It was called Holstein, due to it's black spots on a white body. When ever Taylor wasn't working, the two where always together, eating, sleeping etc. There was times, you would catch Taylor carrying Holstein in his mouth. Some people would flip when they saw this. The cat, limp like hanging from his mouth. The majority of the time, he would have a spruce cone hanging out of his mouth, which made him look like he was smoking. We had chickens back then, and when they would escape, we would have Taylor go after them. Sometimes, he would "herd" them back or other times, I think when he wasn't into it, he would catch them and carry them back to us. I remember one time, I went out to warm the car up. I heard the geese on the pond going nuts. I thought it was a fox or maybe a coyote. It was neither, it was Taylor. He was catching the gosling and bring them up to the house. I had 1 by the car when I got to it.
Kaj
Way back when, man where man and sheep were scared.... We had a blonde lab called Taylor. He was trained for hunting and he had what we considered a soft mouth. We would give him eggs and the way he would eat them was to repeatably drop them until they broke, then eat them. He had a buddy, a cat. It was called Holstein, due to it's black spots on a white body. When ever Taylor wasn't working, the two where always together, eating, sleeping etc. There was times, you would catch Taylor carrying Holstein in his mouth. Some people would flip when they saw this. The cat, limp like hanging from his mouth. The majority of the time, he would have a spruce cone hanging out of his mouth, which made him look like he was smoking. We had chickens back then, and when they would escape, we would have Taylor go after them. Sometimes, he would "herd" them back or other times, I think when he wasn't into it, he would catch them and carry them back to us. I remember one time, I went out to warm the car up. I heard the geese on the pond going nuts. I thought it was a fox or maybe a coyote. It was neither, it was Taylor. He was catching the gosling and bring them up to the house. I had 1 by the car when I got to it.
Kaj
