Today is National Dog Day, and to celebrate I’ve written a little poem called “When Sheepdogs Dream” which I dedicate to all herding dogs around the world, and my own border collie, Oreo.
To celebrate the dog days of summer and all our beloved canine companions the good folks at Personal Creations have posed a blogging challenge for dog lover’s like me.
They want to know what our dog’s dream vacation might be. Well let me think!
At first I thought Oreo might like to go to New York to check out some dino bones at the American Museum of Natural History, but then she does like a spin in a fast car. A few laps around the Kentucky Speedway with her head out the window might be her thing. Or how about chasing tennis balls at Wimbledon.
Oh let’s face it. Oreo’s dream vacation would be in Ireland, herding sheep through fields of green.
And so, today I dedicate this little poem to Oreo and all of her sheepdog dreams.
When Sheepdogs Dream
By Mairéad Geary
When sheepdogs dream, they dream of sheep
Circling around they sprint, then creep.
Masters in charge of wooly flocks,
They guide sheep home through fields and rocks.
Sheepdogs grow to be strong and brave,
While teaching sheep the way to behave.
When collies stare, those sheep stand still,
Then straight to the pen with herding skill.
When sheepdogs dream, they dream in green,
Skipping through fields near Skibbereen,
Hearing the farmer’s sharp, shrill whistle.
The hair on their neck begins to bristle.
Bounding through fields at breakneck speed,
A farmer’s signal they always heed.
Swirling around those errant sheep,
They steer them home with a barking sweep.
When sheepdogs dream, they dream of sticks,
Jumping through hoops and catching tricks.
Incredibly agile, they know how to balance,
Staying focused and sharp, they’ve many talents.
They listen for each shout and call,
Across tunnels and beams they quickly crawl.
With head held high they fear no ledge,
Confidently stepping to avoid the edge.
When sheepdogs dream, they dream of sand,
And leaping through surf on a windy strand.
They love the ocean’s white-capped waves,
And searching for crabs in shoreline caves.
They love splashing in puddles and muddy baths,
Forests and streams and woodland paths.
They race through valleys and over the hills,
Perfecting skills and herding drills.
When sheepdogs dream they dream of you,
And bones and shoes they love to chew.
Doggy treats for steadfast protection.
Their family pack shares deep affection.
Stubborn and fearless, loyal and true.
With faithful devotion, they stand by you.
So love your sheepdog through and through,
‘Cos when sheepdogs dream, they dream of YOU.
Happy National Dog Day to all our canine companions. Give them all an extra little hug today.
Slán agus beannacht!
(Goodbye and blessings)
Irish American Mom
P.S. A big thanks to all the wonderful pet owners and photographers who shared their fantastic photos through a Creative Commons license, thereby allowing me to use their images to illustrate my words. I thank you all from the bottom of my heart. Your imaginative images give life to my words.
Disclosure – Oreo received a personalized pet gift from Personal Creations for participating in this blogging challenge.
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