Poor old Pero, he was on trial. His trial was on a farm in Cumbria. He was a sheepdog. He'd been wrenched from his home somewhere in Wales (impossible to spell and pronounce) and transported 240 miles north. Sheepdogs, being smart, like other canines, can lick their balls, but when dumped in Cockermouth, he declined the implicit additional challenge! He was homesick. While herding sheep one day, he saw his chance of a getaway, unheard.
12 days after his trials in Cockermouth, he arrived back home in Wales. Nobody knew how he'd got there, but he sure was dog-tired!
Christopher almost 8 years ago
Ha-ha! That's wonderful, Neville. Is that really a true story?
D.M. almost 8 years ago
time travel will do that!
gotta love a sheepdog!
Neville Hunt almost 8 years ago
Thanks Christopher and D.M. Yes, it's a true story that hit the news here last Tuesday. Pretty fantastic homing device!
Julie almost 8 years ago
Brilliant!
Neville Hunt almost 8 years ago
Thanks, Julie.