Today I continue my quest in creating and posting one block a day of the fabulous That Town And Country Quilt by the lovely Susan-Claire Mayfield. This is day three hundred and thirty-eight of that project.

This quilt block shows a border colie facing to the left. It's front paws are spread out and it's head is down like it's going to play. The tongue is hanging out of the mouth. The patterns on the dog match the black and white patterns of most border collies. This is done with a piece of black fabric and a piece of white fabric underneath. It really is quite an accurate border coolie, with tiny stitching outlining everything.
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Today I am going to tell you about my first Border Collie, Kelly the Wonder Dog.

We got Kelly when the Farmer was a boy. We were raising sheep then.

I hadn’t had an inside dog since I was a girl and figured I would tolerate this new addition. I was so wrong! I fell in love with this intelligent sensitive creature.

When we started working with her and the sheep she had her own opinions about how this should go. Like all borders she was eager to please and anxious to learn. Scott would begin the basic exercises with her and she’d work very hard.

Scott would begin to get frustrated with the sheep and start to cuss at them and his tone would change. As soon as that would happen Kelly would stop in her tracks and sit down. Scott would snap at her and that would be that.

She would turn her tail and go home. Scott would be so mad, he’d follow her back to the house and carry her back to the field. They’d begin again only to repeat this performance several more times a day. She finally won. He stopped cursing at her.

On another occasion I took her out to help me move (herd) some pigs. I gave her a spot to stay to keep the pigs from going through an opening. She was clearly insulted by this request.

She did as she was told but refused to look at me. Every time I spoke to her she put her nose in the air and turned her head away. She managed the pigs but her message was clear “I am not a pig dog, I am a sheepdog!”

She wouldn’t look at me for 2 days.

Boy do I miss her.