We got a prime position at the bottom of the field right next to the fence. The shepherds and their dogs were away at the top of the field. Four sheep were let in at a time, and the dog had to herd them through a fence at one side of the field, then a fence at the other side of the field, then take them back up to where the shepherd was and herd them into a pen.
So the first dog went, he was called Laddie, his shepherd was Donnie McLeod from Barra (it was announced over the loud speaker) anyway, off Laddie went after the sheep. Thrilling stuff. He made a couple of mistakes, including going for one of the sheep - he jumped on it and bit it's neck - but he managed to get them all into the pen in the end.
Next up was Ben with his shepherd Derek McHaggis (or something). Ben looked rather young, but Mr McHaggis was ancient.
"Come away Ben!" he shouted, but Ben had his own agenda. He came belting up the field and stopped in the middle. The sheep were all doing their own thing.
"Come by Ben!" shouted Mr McHaggis. The crowd was silent. Ben ran into the bushes and started sniffing around. "Ben! Lie down! Stay still!" Ben seen us and came running over, then lost interest and went running in the opposite direction. When he got into the middle of the field he squatted.
"Stage fright" observed Mr Rumpie as Ben started crapping.
Mr McHaggis was RAGING. "Don't you shite on me dug!" he hissed. Mr Rumpie and I cracked up, we were hanging off the fence doubled up with laughter.
"Come back Ben!" shouted the shepherd, but Ben had that look about him that said "Aye right, so you can hit me? No chance!" and he ran away again. The next contestant was sitting patiently nibbling his foot waiting for his BIG CHANCE IN THE LIMELIGHT, but Ben wouldn't leave the field, and the sheep were all offski.
The shepherd kept trying to get him to come back, but Ben kept running for it. Eventually we had to leave cause we were laughing too much. We heard the shepherd shouting "That'll do Ben!" and "That's enough Ben, come by" all the way back to the campsite.
― Rumpie, Tuesday, 13 September 2005 10:55 (twenty years ago)
Much love x x x
― Rumpie, Tuesday, 13 September 2005 10:57 (twenty years ago)
― Archel (Archel), Tuesday, 13 September 2005 11:12 (twenty years ago)
― Rumpie, Tuesday, 13 September 2005 11:17 (twenty years ago)
So I think that it's not A Sport because they are competing on actual useful skills in a way that putting little balls through hoops and leaping over stupidly high beams or throwing darts at a board and the like are not useful skills and I think I'm digging myself deeper and deeper in a hole here, but, erm, CLASSIC, anyway.
― Smug and Pious (kate), Tuesday, 13 September 2005 11:19 (twenty years ago)
They would have been the talk of the tavern that night.
It's amazing how the shepherds can train their dogs to respond to whistles and grunts. There was one guy who communicated with his dog by shouting "Oooooghhh" and "Oopoopoop" and the occasional "eeeya-oo".
It's a whole new world out there.
Sheepdog trials have found a new fan.
― Rumpie, Tuesday, 13 September 2005 11:32 (twenty years ago)
― Smug and Pious (kate), Tuesday, 13 September 2005 11:36 (twenty years ago)
― Rumpie, Tuesday, 13 September 2005 11:40 (twenty years ago)
― smee (smee), Tuesday, 13 September 2005 12:21 (twenty years ago)
― Smug and Pious (kate), Tuesday, 13 September 2005 12:22 (twenty years ago)
On my Christmas list this year (take note)
A decent flaskA Good Strong StickA Berghuas fleecePop up Pirate
I'd like a Volvo S40 as our next car, you're spot on there Smee. Do they come with the tartan travelling rug or must one buy that separately?
― Rumpie, Tuesday, 13 September 2005 12:27 (twenty years ago)
(Except we must be careful that Ed is not mistaken for a sheep and rounded up by a rather overenthuasiastic Ben.)
― Smug and Pious (kate), Tuesday, 13 September 2005 12:28 (twenty years ago)
I'm trying my hardest to persuade Mr Rumpie to ditch the idea of another foreign holiday next year and instead buy an old Transit van, stuff a mattress in and come touring.
― Rumpie, Tuesday, 13 September 2005 12:33 (twenty years ago)