Today, for the first time, Logan herded the sheep successfully into the sheep pasture without touching any of them. This is an important achievement. I'm very proud of him.
In the past, he has used body slams and has occasionally grabbed hold of a mouthful of wool. Since the adults are sheared now, that last isn't an option.
At one point, he was standing in the open gateway, and Sierra the Younger was facing him, standing about four feet away. He was barking at her, trying to get her in. She turned and looked at me as if to say, "What's he thinking? We can't go in until he moves. Silly dog."
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