Dog Story

This is a good story by Jon Katz(?). I know it's a little long, but I'm getting "debate lights" for my tinfoil hat.

Herding was the thing Homer most loved, and there was no more companionable grazing dog. He quivered with excitement whenever we pulled into Raspberry Ridge, the farm where we herded sheep for my friend Carolyn. When I said, "Let's go get the sheep," Homer exploded with glee and rushed to the barnyard fence.

Homer licked my hand and stared at the sheep.

Sounds like me when Fixer takes me for a walk.