Isn't the warmer weather wonderful? My Maggie is shedding like crazy right now, so I guess it's really and truly spring.

Our most recent calf is 5 months old now and feeling very frisky - she keeps trying to play with Maggie and Maggie is game to a point, but that calf is a lot bigger than she is, and her head is a lot harder, LOL! So sometimes I have to "save" Maggie from the evil heifer.
In her guarding duties, Maggie is going above and beyond. She's even chasing our CATS away from the chicken house, and she had never done that before. Maybe it's just because she's maturing more (she'll be four years old in July), or maybe it's because she's on her own and feels like she needs to be hyper-vigilant, I don't know.
But there is good news on the "partner" front! Her breeder called us last month and said she had the first litter of the year, and she was going to offer us pick of this litter, no charge, to replace our dear Conan. It wasn't her fault that he died, and I would never have expected this! I burst into tears when she said she was gifting us a puppy! It would have taken us a couple more years I think, to save up to buy another one. (We had a bad year for vet bills last year, losing two dogs.) So Maggie will be getting a new little brother in a little less than a month now. I'm so excited, and I keep telling her she's getting a new baby brother, but she just doesn't get me. I wish I could make her understand, but it doesn't matter. She'll be beside herself with joy when we bring him home. She doted on little Conan when he was a baby, and I have no doubt she'll love the new puppy just as much.
What I really wanted to say when I got on here today was that Maggie did something really fabulous last night. We were doing evening chores, and had fed the milk cow and her calf, fed the chickens and locked them up for the night, and the Hereford cow (we're borrowing her from a neighbor as a companion for the other cow) was out in the pasture, looking for something to eat, I guess. We brought her hay out, and called, and waited. And waited. My husband said maybe something was wrong, but I said, no, I'd seen her standing and grazing when we came out of the house, but she moves kinda slow, and she'd probably be here soon, and just then, sure enough, she appeared around the corner of the garden hedge and started walking across the corral area to her pile of hay. Behind her was Maggie, walking RIGHT behind her, slowly, not pushing her, but looking for all the world like she was herding her in.
I don't know if she was actually bringing Stinker in from the pasture, but I still praised her with massive amounts of "GOOD GIRL!"s and cookies. I thanked her for "Getting Stinker," over and over, and maybe I was able to make her understand that I was happy with what she did. Now, if she'll just do it again. Wow, then she'd be the MOST perfect dog. Protects us and all our critters, keeps the property predator-free, comes when I call, AND brings in the cows? Be still my heart! LOL! Well, I can hope!