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We are just hanging out while dad slaves away to feed us…..

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Thats okay… take your time old guy…. I have lots of plots to hatch while you are gone!

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Thats right… I Ginger will tell you when… now pull….. hehehehe  wonder how he will get that tractor off the garage roof!!! muwahahahaha

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I know nothing… nothing….. what tractor?  what roof?  hmmm… never saw that roof before in my life…. hehehehe  Hey, whats the deal with the bright light?  What do you mean I need to take a poly… er.. a polygraph test?  er…. it was Walter… yeah Walter.. thats right I saw him do the whole thing…. thats my story and I am sticking to it old guy!

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Today as we played in the yard Lad’s ball got kicked up into the tree and stuck on a branch.  As he looked up at the ball and back at me I could see he was saying “Get it for me dad”  So, I tried various items to knock it down and nothing worked. Lad stood there watching, broken hearted but he knows I will get it down no matter what.

Soon, I have a ladder and am up 20 feet in the air with a shove reaching above my head to get the ball down. I look down there is Lad, looking up and looking at me, the shovel and the ball. His head moves as if he is telling me which way to move the shovel to get the ball down.  Ah yes, Lad is supervising the ball recovery.  I move the shovel and the ball comes down and the collies move into barkfest mode as Lad stand there looking at the ball and then at me….

I am ready dad.  You can put the ladder and shovel away later… throw my ball!  By the way, if you would have just kicked the ball 3 degrees further to the left it wouldn’t have gotten stuck in the tree…….

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My name is Mick! 🙂  Do you think I have a big nose?

Do you have a big nose?  Well…..   you are a collie…. but it is sort of larger than normal….

I think I will plead the 5th on this one…

Holy Mother of God!!! Thats a nose?  er…. ball, ball, ball./…

Okay, I am Branwen and I don’t beat around the bush!  Yes, you have a big nose!!!  Get over it!  By the way, your nose is about to get bigger since you are annoying me and I will have to bite it!   Also,  your nose is blocking my view and breathing my air!!!  So, take your nose away from me… or its the bat for you Mick!!

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10411011_10203678428913997_5181447840857500500_n-Hi! I am Rutherford……  its another beautiful day here at the Meadow…..  I enjoy it here for I get lots of loves and kisses and get to play.  By the way, ain’t I cute?   Hope you are having a good day also….

-I am Mick and not only do I wish you a good day I want to say I love everyone…. and they love me and there is a lot of collie to love when you love me for I weigh 125 pounds…..  I am big… and I am a fun loving guy…. come back and visit soon!

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collies 3-What is he doing?   Working on the lawn tractor….

collies 6-He is looking into the carburetor….

collies 7-Ever see what happens when Ginger plugs up the exhaust pipe and fills the carb with oil?

collies 5-Yeah,when you hit the starter  it back fires and blows oil all over your face….. he looks like me now!!!!

 

 

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Ginger when she was still at Glendale.  “First I conquer Austin my brother, then the world!”

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Quit whining Austin….. I got the pillow because I am the future world dictator!!!!

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– Where is Austin?  I need a driver for my world dictator limo….

Well thats a few pics of Ginger in her earlier… not so innocent days… LOL

 

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This is Lad here…. Today it cooled off and dad had to go to a family picnic but he promised when he got home he would throw my ball.

I’m waiting Dad!  I can’t wait!!!!

Imagine my sadness and dismay when we couldnt find the ball.  We searched and searched but no ball!!!!

Where is my ball?

We looked all over outside…. but no ball! WHERE IS MY BALL?!!!!  This is what I would look like if I only had my ball!!!

Dad went inside and looked for the ball… he will not give up!! I know Dad… he will not quit till he finds my ball!  He had been looking for over a hour and a half.  Someone remembers seeing Rutherford with it one day so he may have brought it in…..

Here comes Dad!  Whats has he got? MY BALL!!!!!! YAY!!! Throw it dad! Throw it!!!  You found it under the couch?  Darn old Rutherford!!!!  Yay!!!   Look dad, here I am with my ball!

I know you’ve thrown it 74 times dad….. but one more time?  Really? Thank you Dad! Wheeeeeeeee!!!!

So, as the sun sets here at the Meadow a happy Lad lays on the floor smiling with his ball next to him……  To many it may seem silly… but you must remember the only thing Lad has that he can call his own is that old beat up ball….. he has had it since he was 3 months old…. he loves playing with it and even though we have tried to give him a new ball he will not give up the old wreck of a ball…. for it is his…. I think it is a small thing to make him happy and that is all I want for Laddie…. is him to be happy…..  Lad is six now and I dont know if his ball will last the length of his life but if it does I will bury it with him… for Laddie’s ball is his… and even in death he should not be parted from it… silly perhaps on my part…. but I love seeing him happy…..and perhaps I know I would not be able to bear seeing his ball sit there without him….. it would be too heartbreaking…

Life is good again for I have my ball!!! 🙂

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On Sunday the man who was my High School shop class and other such type of classes and the previous owner of my old Allis, my 1944 Allis Chalmers Model B, passed away at 89 years old.  Another link to my past has passed away as well as the father of my childhood friend who was our neighbor and then a few days later his older brother both from Cancer. I watch as many whom I have known are now passing and more links to the past break away.

As we march on through life and many begin to fall it is a bit sad and reminds one of their mortality.  It is part of life, but a part of life most of us like to ignore or try to not pay attention too for it is heartbreaking and sad.  When one is young life seems to be endless and one takes comfort from those around them who have always been there. Death rears its ugly head in our youth and sometimes it is devastating but our own mortality seems to be a very distant future….  But, its not you know.  Its closer than one thinks.

 

No, we are not trying to be downers, just a word of advice. Make the most of your time now.  You don;t know when it will end for you or those you love.  So, hug them now, hold them…. have some fun and tell them you love them. That way the memories if you go are sweet and if they go you have no regrets of we should’ve,   we could’ve… for you did.  I know I still hurt from losing Trevor but there are no regrets… for we gave it all we had….. oh I miss him terrible and always will…. soon it will be the anniversary of his passing and I will once again weep at his grave…. but he knew he was loved and he passed surrounded by those who loved him.  No regrets…..

Make the most of your time…..

dscf9168-Old Allis’s owners have been three. The first was born in the 1890’s and served in WW1, the second served in WWII and both are gone now.  With tractors it is about preserving and passing along to keep a piece of history alive and taking care of something that was the family provider for decades and taking care of something ppl depended upon for a living and taking care of a machine they cared about and were proud of.. its sort of a legacy thing….

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-with collies, children and other family members it is about loving, family and taking care to preserve our family for the future and to love and make the most of our time together. It may be a legacy but it is more about love.  Our children carry on without us, God willing…. and hopefully our collie lines continue on, but collies differ in that there is a bit of me that is preserving something that Terhune had at one time and passing their bloodline along into the future.  While children begat grandchildren and we watch our families progress into the future, our collies reach back and forward and we get to see many more generations of them.  But, unlike old Allis and other grand old machines… collies die…. we die, hopefully we make the most of it and pass onto our children and their children our love, family and if we are lucky the legacy of those things that made some important family time such as collies, tractors and other antiques. But, the most important thing is passing onto our children our love….. make the most of it while you can……. I don;t know if this is clear as to what I am trying to say.. I hope so…. collies 7

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chuck_and_brandy_1-17-07When I was little the old guy came and saw me after I was born.  I was of course the first one out… after all I am Branwen.  The old guy picked me up and stuck his finger in front of my mouth and I wrapped my tongue around it and sucked it into my mouth….. bluch… yuck.. patooey!  I knew then this guy was gonna be trouble… sigh… this picture is taken right after he pulled his finger out of my mouth…..  rotten old guy….

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Then I got to come home after a few weeks.  We came running in and our whole litter was rolling and playing and fighting up a storm when I was pulled away and put into his arms…. the %$#$@#$ stopped my play time!!!!  Then they  put on my traveling hat and scarf for the ride home… I thought they were taking em away to feed me to the Chinese…. after all everyone knows the world revolves around me and also food!!!   Good thing he couldnt read my mind here…

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So, they give me this toy….  here I am trying to pick it up so I can batter the rest of the collies into submission…

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Here I am after a spring shed trying to look like my old pops.. Trevor Forever…….  As you can see I am happy unless there is no food…. if someone is breathing my air…. invading my space…. touching a toy that is mine (they are all mine by the way!)….. or they are eating what I deem is my food…. or just annoying me by existing….. other than that I am a very happy girl…..

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Okay, you will have to excuse me…..  Hey, you.. ya you!!! Stop breathing my air!   You! Yeah you over there.. stop existing because you annoy me!  And you over there….. drop that toy .. it is mine now!!!  Ellen!!! Listen little sister I am going to sit on you at supper time and eat your food….  Lad.. stop playing with your ball….  Ginger plot in someone else’s universe!!!  Smoke….. I dont know just go away!!!  Old Guy I want those chips!  Rutherford you do not need that leg you have three others!!! Walter give me that football or you will not see the sun rise…. Mick…. go play in the road!!!  All of you.. get lost this is my yard, my air and my house…..

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This is Lad here…. Today it cooled off and dad had to go to a family picnic but he promised when he got home he would throw my ball.

I’m waiting Dad!  I can’t wait!!!!

Imagine my sadness and dismay when we couldnt find the ball.  We searched and searched but no ball!!!!

Where is my ball?

We looked all over outside…. but no ball! WHERE IS MY BALL?!!!!  This is what I would look like if I only had my ball!!!

Dad went inside and looked for the ball… he will not give up!! I know Dad… he will not quit till he finds my ball!  He had been looking for over a hour and a half.  Someone remembers seeing Rutherford with it one day so he may have brought it in…..

 

Here comes Dad!  Whats has he got? MY BALL!!!!!! YAY!!! Throw it dad! Throw it!!!  You found it under the couch?  Darn old Rutherford!!!!  Yay!!!   Look dad, here I am with my ball!

I know you’ve thrown it 74 times dad….. but one more time?  Really? Thank you Dad! Wheeeeeeeee!!!!

So, as the sun sets here at the Meadow a happy Lad lays on the floor smiling with his ball next to him……  To many it may seem silly… but you must remember the only thing Lad has that he can call his own is that old beat up ball….. he has had it since he was 3 months old…. he loves playing with it and even though we have tried to give him a new ball he will not give up the old wreck of a ball…. for it is his…. I think it is a small thing to make him happy and that is all I want for Laddie…. is him to be happy…..  Lad is six now and I dont know if his ball will last the length of his life but if it does I will bury it with him… for Laddie’s ball is his… and even in death he should not be parted from it… silly perhaps on my part…. but I love seeing him happy…..and perhaps I know I would not be able to bear seeing his ball sit there without him….. it would be too heartbreaking…

Life is good again for I have my ball!!! 🙂

 

 

 

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