It's bred in the genes!

Sarah and Daniel have been staying since Saturday. A flea problem (that darn cat) became known, and the exterminator was not able to come out until yesterday. On Monday a.m. Sarah picked up her two dogs and cat from home and took them to the groomer's to have a "dip" to be sure!

Then they were allowed to come to Nana's house.

Well, Toby took this personally. I can only describe what has taken place. Since the arrival of Dozer and Jinx, he has paced and panted until I thought he was going to be sick.

Turns out, the herding instinct that was bred into this breed over a century or more came out in "living color". Toby wanted those dogs to have nothing to do with Daniel. He went in to Daniel's bedroom, jumped up on the bed with him, and would not get down. Toby doesn't sleep with Daniel at all. Until now. Those black beasts were not going to hurt his little boy and that was that. The black dogs even had the audacity to curl up at my feet while I sat on the sofa. Again, Toby panted and paced! Moving the two dogs away from my feet solved the problem. Toby instantly took their place, put his head down and took a snooze. No grass growing under his feet!

Tonight, I expect the same reaction. "Daniel, it's time for bed" and I bet Toby beats him to the comforter!