*Note*-for those who are new here Trevor, my ol’ boo, passed away several years ago*  You can read his story chronicled in the past here and see how this magnificent collie changed my life and see him in his glory, see him recover from his first stroke in a magnificent maner and then to be felled by another stroke and slowly fade into the afterlife leaving me heart broken. Trevor changed my life, he was that once in a lifetime dog one gets… except I have been very blessed to have several.  He saved me during the darkest days of my life and in the end I gave him everything I had to heal him, and then in the end to make his end days comfortable and full of love so he could go into the afterlife with grace, pride and full of love.  He was a character… the supreme alpha who in reality was like a little boy so full of wonder, glee and love but ever the tough acting Alpha in front of the other collies.:)

It was a clear sky and the sun had set but the sky was pink at the edge and the air cool and wonderful.  I put the collar on old Trevor and Lil Hallie and we set off for another adventure.

Now to get to the big cornfield we have to cross the road and I always wait till no one is in site before I try it for the road scares me for the safety of my collies.   So, we start across and halfway on the yellow line Trevor stops and lays down.  He grins at me and rolls over on his side and I look and no cars coming.  I say come on Trevor and he wiggles his paw at me wanting me to rub his tummy.  I say no, not now and he look at me pouting and I command him, Trevor get up!

I see car light about a mile down the road so i decide I am not waiting. I grab Trevor and pick him up and carry him to the other side scolding him.  You could get run over Boo! Don’t do that!

Setting him down I see he is pouting.  He rarely wants me to rub his tummy, it just isn’t Alpha like ya know. So, I hug him my heart still thumping for he scared me but I realized he was having a happy moment where he wanted his tummy rubbed and to be loved. So, he rolled over and I rubbed his tummy and he snorted and got up and we went off into the cornfield.

Now, Trevor has only wanted his tummy rubbed perhaps 3 times since I have known him.  Never in the road has he done that and I think he got the message not to do that again. I am glad it is my strict policy not to cross the road until no cars are in site!  I stick too it and sometimes the collies hate waiting so long, but the safety is worth it!

We had a wonderful walk in the cool evening in the twilight. As we walked the dusty trail with the two inch corn sprout up around us I saw the Killdeer, the Geese, A Bat, some Ducks and a couple of little birds flit by as we walked.

WE made it back and Trevor went across the road seriously and I could see he was making it obvious he was not going to stop on the road again!  Good ol’ Boo!  Another beautiful walk done…

walk 5Trevor next to me with his sister big Hallie laying down……  for those who know of our infamous walks and adventures we have a ironic twist in our walks and adventures now… lil Hallie who learned next to her Uncle Trevor how to walk (every collie we have learned from Trevor!) is now joined by her brother Mick!!!  So, we once again have a brother-sister team walking and who are now getting set to join me in some more adventures….:)






-He is putting it up.. time to strike. You don’t need that rope dad… rip…. you don’t need that pillow… you don’t need to tie it up… *plop* oh here comes lil Hallie to the rescue… *zap. pow, smack!*  hehehe, we took the hammock down with us and the old guy is in it.. muwahahahah

dscf8114– I love it when the Hammock comes out….. makes my day!

-He looks so comfortable…. here we go…

dscf8112-Guess who old guy! Muwahahahahaha

dscf8699-time to go for a spin

– You don’t need that arm./.. or those fingers.. you have more you selfish silly old guy… now give me the hammock.. muwahahahaha


Throw my toy too dad!  I know I have two balls and my monkey… please throw it.. I will chase it all day!!!:)12920420_10207632104273410_1505263074253568796_n

-Ball. ball, ball, ball, ball, ball, ball….12801625_10207632104033404_4764798759203892449_n

Ruthyford ‘s post says sometimes no words are needed. Thats because he isnt smart like me and able to articulate a speech like me!!!  Listen up everyone, forget all those wannabes running for President this year! Vote for the only one who can get it all done.. ME!!!!  Vote for me because I am beautiful, smart and a genius. Also, vote for me if you dont want to disappear off the face of the earth… Muwahahahah    Remember my motto, “Vote Ginger to give them the finger!”  What old guy, why are you shaking your head?  12472746_10207632103793398_6770606185915130202_n

With his bear, his favorite toy… as big as he is, but Rutherford loves his bear… pic pretty much says it all…12963517_10207632104673420_1928862818663403152_n (1)

During the past few weeks I have had several sad messages of beloved collies passing.  The two that really struck home was Joyce and Sherwin’s Lexi and my friends at Glendale who lost Cheyenne.  It made me cling to my aging pack even more and I had to take some time to post this for finding the words has been difficult.

Lexi died tragically and left some broken hearts. As smart as she was beautiful I watched with delight as she used her brilliance and strong willed personality to pull off some of the greatest collie stunts I ever laughed at.  I wont go into details but her brilliance and strong will led to her passing.  This is one of those moments that you feel probably worse than your friends for you can do nothing.  The pain is deep and is not gonna go away and I carry such pain with me daily so my heart breaks for my friends.  But, as much as we do to protect them they have a will and mind of their own and while almost all of the time it leads to us loving them more, once in a while it leads to the greatest tragedy we can ever imagine.  Lexi is deeply loved and while the pain will least everyday on this earth, they day she meets my friends on the other side will be pure joy.  RIP Lexi!


Cheyenne of Glendale, a life long member of the great Glendale collies she was a bedrock of the farm there.  I used to love to hear about her antics and her life.  I fel like I know her although I never met her. The loss leaves a hole in their lives which I totally understand.  As beuatiful as she was smart Cheyenne brought a lifetime  of joy and love and it was time for the good Lord to call.  RIP CHEYENNE

To all of my friends, I am so sorry and know you are in my prayers…. and my tears….


Lexi and Cheyenne….

Joyce's Lexi

Cheyenne Glendale




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