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Thursday, October 16, 2008

One ... two ... three!

That's it. Three dogs. That's all I got. Just three. It's almost boring! See? This is exactly how I get myself in trouble. It's times like this where I come up with the crazy notion that I have time for *cough cough* a puppy. But ... not this time. Nope. Not me. No puppies. Puppies are a pain in the ass. Cute pains in the ass, but pains in the ass all the same.


I am also prone to picking up rescues out of the shelter and working with them and finding them homes. Too bad I've completely burned out on that as well. There are some things I've seen around here that I am just not too keen on, so I will leave rescue to those who thrive on it.

Echo. She's blowing my doors off. I have been looking for a really nice little female, and I think I have found her. First off, she's a wonderful dog to be around. She reminds me ... off stock ... a lot of Kiva. On stock, she's the opposite. Phenominal! She bends off me nicely, she handles pressure in stride, she's is getting out off her stock very nicely now, is getting comfortable lying down off balance, has the cajones to "ssssskiiiiittttt 'em!" and is tolerating anything I am putting on her.

We went out on Monday to work at Dianne's. Her outrun is really coming together. Her away side is still far better than her comebye, but that seems like the perfect topic for the clinic. I am not stressing over it, and actually, I think I figured out what is causing it. The way my place is set up, if I send Echo on the away side, she has no fence helping her on the fetch. If I send her on the comebye side, she has the fence to use. So now I have to be conscious of where I am standing when I send her to get the sheep so she has to cover on that side.

Another thing that was helping her to understand that she has to cover is the trailing work we were doing. We have the trial coming up in a couple of weeks and these sheep aren't comfortable going in and out of the trailer yet. So Colleen and Jaenne have been coming over helping me shove sheep in and out of the trailer. And I've been using Echo. I know I can do it with Zip. Doing this with Echo has shown me where my timing is way off and Zip has just been correcting it because of his eye. He's a great cover dog. Echo is more free flowing and isn't so stuck on covering every little thing that moves, so it's my job to tell her to. So my timing is coming in to play.

In any event, she did great. She's learning to "get outta that" ... and learning a "keep" from a "get" and doing really well. Some stuff, Zip does because I tell him to. With Echo, she seems to figure out why I am telling her to do it, and learning to do it on her own in just a couple of tries. It's amazing.

We had the sheep in great position last night, and we're playing the waiting game -- waiting for them to *look* into the trailer so I could put some pressure on their asses and shove them in. Echo is oh-so-slowly getting one step closer and closer as if in slow motion. She got so close to them, she ... in slow motion ... *gripped* a hock. She didn't grip it, though. She put her mouth on it, in slow motion, and I, of course, could stand there and do nothing but laugh! The sheep moved!

We have one black ewe that is not going with the program. She started to challenge Echo last night and I gave her a "ssskkkiiiittt 'em!" and she was happy to oblige! I love having that final step to work with. Good girl, Echo Monster!

Before the trailer fun, I am also messing with driving, getting her comfortable behind her sheep. It's coming along very nicely. It's better and better each time we do it. Something Dianne pointed out to me ... I was always driving with her on my right side ... Echo's comfortable "away" side. So now I am switching that up a bit and starting out with her on the comebye side and asking her to do small flanks and cover ... driving, effectively, in a square. It's working very nicely. She was covering beautifully at the trailer after we were doing this exercise. In fact, she was then covering the comebye side and almost letting the "away" side slip.

The old kaleidescope effect at its finest.

Happy tails,
JD

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

There once was a dog named Kiva ...

Kiva. She was such a good little girl, and I failed her miserably.

My mother passed away at the end of 2005. My ex-husband knew I would be impossible to console, so in an effort to make me feel better, he took me to a breeder's house and we picked out a cute little puppy and named her Kiva. Why Kiva? My mother loved the Hopi culture, so I did a bit (ok, a ton) of research, and went back and looked through some of our photos from our trip to the Hopi reservation and remembered how my mother's face lit up when we got to see a kiva.

"ki·va (kv) n. - An underground or partly underground chamber in a Pueblo village, used by the men especially for ceremonies or councils."

Kiva was black and white (mostly black) with a big wide white blaze, one blue eye, one brown, prick ears, and adorable. A personality second to none. Oh yeah ... here's a picture of her in my front yard.


(By the way, if you see this photo anywhere else, it's mine.) (Oh, and if you find the photo on someone's webpage -- let them know there's a typo ... right where they were looking to fling an insult.)

Poor Kiva. She had a very "rough start" in life. No, it wasn't her living conditions, as she never wanted for anything. It wasn't the way she was treated because we loved her dearly. She's an awesome little buddy of a dog. She had it rough having to put up with me crying on her all the time while I mourned the death of my mother. Yes, a very rough start indeed.

When she got old enough, I attempted to start her on stock. She preferred to eat my sheep at every chance she got. She wasn't just a gripper. She was a hanger-onner, go-for-a-rider. She left many of my sheep a mess. I couldn't figure her out so I took her to several other trainers, one of which was mine. He was stumped. She seemed to have no natural ability, no sense of balance, no rhyme or reason to her working style, she loved to chase, and had no desire at all to work with the handler.

Kinda like this:
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And this:
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I was so disappointed. I knew I would have to give her up because I didn't need another pet, was wanting a good breeding female here. She was anything but that.

And then the downward spiral. Oh the mistakes I made.

My first real lambing season. The lambs were coming faster than I had lambing jugs for them. That day, I had been in and out of the house, back and forth to the pasture, putting up new fencing, checking ewes, getting everyone jugged up, building new jugs ... all with Zip right at my heels. One of the times I came in the house, I noticed Zip didn't come with me. It took two seconds to realize that he was in the backyard, and that someone had let Kiva out, and he was busy visiting her as she was in standing heat. It was too late. I was crushed. Now what?

After discussing our options (spay her and place her ... sell her bred ... etc.), and mulling over the situation, and talking to someone who was interested in her, I made the second huge mistake in Kiva's life. I sold her. Pregnant.

The puppies all came out fine. They are as cute as all puppies are. Blue merles and black and whites. I don't know how many of them had their hips tested, but one that did turned out to be pretty severely dysplastic. The good news was that I sold Kiva to someone who dabbles in herding, so surely she would work her and see what her true ability is prior to deciding whether or not to breed her or cull her from her breeding program. And for a second, I was right! Kiva was taken to a big hat clinician out there, and the clinician said, "Take that dog off stock. She's going to kill something." The good news: it validated my training. I couldn't get her to work, and neither could an experienced clinician. The bad news: surely she would be spayed.

Oops. That's not what happened. She plays flyball. And she has a uterus. And if bred to merles, she will produce merles. She must be worth something. Her litters are justified because poor Kiva had a "rough start" in life, so it doesn't matter what her working ability would have ended up to be, it's just assumed that it would have been awesome had it not been for her "rough start" in herding and she's just too "stressed" around sheep to prove her ability! So she just put another litter on the ground. Why? Nobody knows. The sire? Yes, he's a merle. You didn't think I was going to say he's black and white, did you? Silly you.

I just hope the person that is selling the pups isn't advertising them as working dogs. Oh nevermind ... they are being sold to people who don't care about that anyway. And unfortunately ... those people breed, too. A lot.

I am so sorry, Kiva. I understand if you're upset with me. But look on the bright side ... you will have lots of pretty children to keep you company and take care of you when you get old! Some will be a 7 years old ... some will be 6 years old ... some will be 5 years old ... some will be 4 years old ...

Droopy tails,
JD
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Friday, October 10, 2008

High Expectations

Colleen and Jaenne came over last night to help me put sheep in and out of the trailer to get them used to it so we don't have any problems this weekend.

First up, Jaenne and Kip. They put sheep in and out, no problem. Then put them in a holding pen, and got another set. Nice calm, easy work.

Next up, Colleen and Reena. Reena was working awesome for Colleen, staying off her sheep, calming her stock, doing a wonderful job, but there was one ewe who would not cooperate.

Then ... Echo. I took her out to Russ' pasture, and we broke off a set to use. While waiting for Colleen, Echo held the sheep up against the fence just beautifully, occasionally coming in and making a mess and covering. It's something we've been practicing so I let her do it. We moved that one set into the smaller pasture with the intention of swinging them right into the front area. Handler error. The group joined Jaenne's other group. So I had to send Echo on an outrun the entire length of the short pasture. She was gorgeous! Got out nice and wide, went as deep as possible, lifted quietly, and fetched like a pro. We then sorted one set off and it came time to call her into the gate. "That'll do, Echo." She came in, the sheep split, and one took off. The chase was on, but she wasn't out of control. She got around her and brought her back. Very nice, little girl.

Then we were working on putting them in the trailer. I have to say, with all the pressure I put on her, and the ridiculous things I was expecting from her (way off-balance flanks, etc.), she put up with it all, took it all in stride and did a great job. We got them all penned but that one black ewe. Note to self: Leave her at home this weekend. The ewe ... not Echo.

Thank you, Echo. You're a wonderful teacher.

Happy tails,
JD

Thursday, October 9, 2008

Rollin', Rollin', Rollin'

Keep them doggies rollin ...

Well, the weekend is shaping up. I got the running orders all laminated and ready to go. I need to fill up the propane tank tonight because it is going to be COLD this weekend. I think I'll stop and buy a pair of real gloves also. Icicles are very hard to write with.

Ann moved out of the trailer and into a motel. I am so sad. She was probably the best roommate I'll ever have. After I got home from having dinner with her, I went into the trailer to clean it out, and silly me, I should have known better. It was cleaner than when she moved into it. It's all ready to rock and roll. Ann, you're pretty wonderful. I miss you already.

I am wondering if I should take some firewood this weekend. I don't know if there will be any place to build a fire, but I have plenty of wood to burn, and plenty of room to take some up with me. I sent an email to Val to see if I could borrow her firepit, but she must be busy.

Ellie might stop by tonight to work Cedar. I need to switch the trailers around so I can get the stock trailer into the pasture and start moving sheep in and out of it so we don't have any trouble this weekend. Eeek. So much to do.

Better get to work ...

Happy tails,
JD

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Color Freaks Galore!

Red & white, blue merle, red merle, blue & white, tri, blue tri, merle tri, blah blah blah...

At one point, I was hellbent on breeding nice working merles, and was going to trial and campaign them, etc. I was going to prove everyone wrong about them. Merles work, by golly. And I'll have a whole kennel full of them and have working merle puppies. And I would be known for breeding nice working merles.

The one aspect I didn't stop to consider: The Color Freaks!

What are "Color Freaks"? They are the people who talk about breeding for all kinds of abilities, but who honestly care about none of that and are only concerned with how many colored puppies come out. And when they have a litter of the little rainbow bunch, they send out cutesy little emails that say, "Wow! Five red puppies! What a surprise!" Yeah, right. Big shock. You bred a red to a red and got red puppies? No way! How did that happen?

If they see you have a "rare" red merle for sale, they want it so they can breed it to their "wonderful" stud dog. If you tell them that you will not sell the dog's uterus to them, they blend back into the woodwork.

What I've noticed also is that there are SO many Color Freaks out there breeding fancy colors and merles that are nothing more than mediocre dogs that I can clearly see why the working folks don't take them seriously. They get popped out as if they are going out of style -- litter after litter -- but if a parent is imported, they must be worth something.

And if you point out to them that all they are doing is breeding for color, or breeding for the wrong reasons, they are the first to point at another kennel and say, "See? They do it, too!" ... like an 8 year-old on a playground who just got caught picking their nose by the lunchlady, and then pointing at a group of kids who happen to have big noses that would be great for picking. When the the lunchlady warns the group of kids that the 8 year-old booger seeker called them nose pickers and confronts him about it, the nose-picker meekly says to the group of large-nosed kids, "Oh no, that's not what I meant. I love your nose! I know you don't pick your noses. I wish I had a nose like you! Good luck with that nose! It's a very well made nose and probably produces great boogers!" And instead of reflecting on his own behavior, the 8 year-old stomps off pissed off at the lunchlady for squealing on him to the Big Nosers.

Oh, and all the phone call you get about colored puppies -- none of them are concerned with how the dog works. All they care about is what color the pup is, and what color its parents are so they know what colors it might throw. So when you're only breeding for color, you're only selling to others who couldn't give a rip about working ability either, so you're just a large part of the problem instead of being a small part of the solution -- no matter what you try to tell yourself. Working folks won't take you seriously unless you've got your colored/merle dog out on the trial field and proving its worth -- consistently and to a very high level -- higher probably than just black and white dog, unfortunately.

So I've given up. Not because I don't think I can do it. I will be there some day -- trialing right next to my trainers. But I do not want to deal with the "Color Freaks." I decided that I just want to blend into the woodwork myself. Work my black dogs without anyone paying any attention to what I'm doing. Let the Color Freaks fight it out. I will be on the trial field learning the finer points of stockdogging from those that couldn't give a shit if their dog was purple. And if I ever end up with a colored or merle dog again, I can assure you, it won't be from a Color Freak.

Happy black tails,
JD

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Trailing of the Sheep SDT

Well the Trailing of the Sheep SDT is this weekend in Sun Valley, Idaho. Information about the trial can be found HERE. A few of us are going up to help out, however, we are doing a demo in Hidden Springs on Saturday so we won't roll into the trial until Saturday evening. That's ok. I'll be bringing the LeeMac and a cooler full of Corona, so we'll be nice and comfy in that for the night.

Looks like the trial is shaping up well. Here's the running order for both days.

Trailing of the Sheep SDT
Sun Valley, Idaho

Running Order
Saturday, 10/11/08

1 Libby Neider & Lyn
2 Jo Woodbury & Tate
3 Lavon Calzacorta & Tess
4 Don Helsley & Bill
5 Rob Miller & Jen
6 Mary Hamilton & Ford
7 Albion Urdank & Kep
8 Patrick Shannahan & Jill
9 Deb Sussman & Perk
10 Jeanie Helsley & Tipp
11 Shauna Gorley & Bravo-NC
12 Karen Stanley & Meg
13 Patrick Shannahan & Riggs
14 Dennis Edwards & Ben
15 Mary Miller & Drift
16 Laura Vishoot & Wren
17 Bill Berhow & Mike
18 Lavon Calzacorta & Gus
19 Albion Urdank & Maeve
20 Joni Swanke & Kep
21 Libby Neider & Emma
22 Rob Miller & Rex
23 Shauna Gorley & Hope
24 Elizabeth Anderson & Sally
25 Karen Stanley & Tripp
26 Vicki Close & Gael
27 Dianne Deal & Pat
28 Patrick Shannahan & Bett
29 Charlie Torre & Rocky
30 Don Helsley & Blue
31 Donna Eliason & Vic-NC
32 Albion Urdank & Asa
33 Jo Woodbury & Drift
34 Joni Swanke & Lew
35 Bobbi Anderson & Flint
36 Bill Berhow & Pete
37 Donna Eliason & Zac
38 Don Helsley & Cap
39 Dennis Edwards & Nap
40 Charlie Torre & Bill
41 Jeanie Helsley & Cole
42 Shauna Gorley & Kate
43 Bobbi Anderson & Jag

Running Order
Sunday, 10/12/08

1 Bobbi Anderson & Flint
2 Jo Woodbury & Drift
3 Mary Hamilton & Ford
4 Patrick Shannahan & Riggs
5 Shauna Gorley & Kate
6 Jeanie Helsley & Tipp
7 Libby Neider & Lyn
8 Don Helsley & Blue
9 Rob Miller & Rex
10 Karen Stanley & Meg
11 Joni Swanke & Lew
12 Dennis Edwards & Nap
13 Charlie Torre & Bill
14 Albion Urdank & Kep
15 Shauna Gorley & Bravo-NC
16 Laura Vishoot & Wren
17 Patrick Shannahan & Bett
18 Donna Eliason & Vic-NC
19 Dianne Deal & Pat
20 Lavon Calzacorta & Tess
21 Albion Urdank & Maeve
22 Charlie Torre & Rocky
23 Jeanie Helsley & Cole
24 Rob Miller & Jen
25 Bill Berhow & Mike
26 Jo Woodbury & Tate
27 Libby Neider & Emma
28 Vicki Close & Gael
29 Dennis Edwards & Ben
30 Patrick Shannahan & Jill
31 Bill Berhow & Pete
32 Don Helsley & Bill
33 Mary Miller & Drift
34 Elizabeth Anderson & Sally
35 Lavon Calzacorta & Gus
36 Joni Swanke & Kep
37 Deb Sussman & Perk
38 Don Helsley & Cap
39 Bobbi Anderson & Jag
40 Donna Eliason & Zac
41 Shauna Gorley & Hope
42 Albion Urdank & Asa
43 Karen Stanley & Tripp

Happy tails,
JD

The "Standard"

What is "the standard" that the show people talk about? Have you ever looked at it in depth? I haven't looked at it in a long time, and I know it was changed fairly recently to make it more encompassing. Let's check it out, shall we?

GENERAL APPEARANCE: The Border Collie is a well balanced, medium-sized dog of athletic appearance, displaying style and agility in equal measure with soundness and strength.

"Well-balanced" ... does that mean they have an ear on each side of their face so they don't walk around with the head cocked to one side?

"Style and agility in equal measure" ... Style? You mean like the tuxedo markings? Seriously though, is this gibberish what the show folks are really working off?

"Its hard, muscular body conveys the impression of effortless movement and endless endurance."


Muscular? Are you serious? They call the bulk around their bodies muscle? "Conveys the impression" ... that's the best you can do? "Endless endurance" ... for putting up with having a string put around your neck, your head held up by said string, and then being dragged around by the string for the ever-coveted "flying trot" to "convey the impression" of effortless movement. People are buying this crap? Wow. If you want to see endurance, come to a real trial.

The Border Collie is extremely intelligent, with its keen, alert expression being a very important characteristic of the breed.

The intelligence didn't land there by accident, and certainly didn't get there by breeding for standing around a show ring.

"Any aspect of structure or temperament that would impede the dog's ability to function as a herding dog should be severely faulted."

And how do you find these faults by watching CH Captain McFluffy Pants trot around the ring?

"The Border Collie is, and should remain, a natural and unspoiled true working sheep dog..."

I have to admit ... I couldn't have said this better myself. Unfortunately, the rest of the sentence says:

"whose conformation is described herein."

Wait till you see it. Keep reading.

"Honorable scars and broken teeth incurred in the line of duty are acceptable."

Now tell me, what depicts an honorable scar from a dishonorable one? Honorable would be taking McFluffy out to chase livestock and have him get hung up on a fence and need stitching? But if you take a couple of real working dogs out to the lake and throw one ball and they tussle over it and break the skin on someone's nose, is that dishonorable? Oh, and how does the ACK determine where the scars are from? Silly me. They ask the oh-so-honest handlers! "Gee, Ms. Uptight, where did Mr. Poofy Paws break his wittle toofy? Oh! He was out pulling the little moo moo's off da' lil' pasture and got kicked in his blocky head? Oh his big head is so pretty ... is that blaze naturally white or did you use chalk?"

SIZE, PROPORTION, SUBSTANCE "The height at the withers varies from 19" to 22" for males, 18" to 21" for females."

Otherwise they might scare the sheep.

"The body, from prosternum to point of buttocks, is slightly longer than the height at the withers with the length to height ratio being approximately 10:9."

In other words, the dogs you see in the arena that look like choo choo trains with itty bitty legs do not fit the standard, and therefore, do not "look" like they can herd sheep.

Bone must be strong, medium being correct but lighter bone is preferred over heavy. Overall balance between height, length, weight and bone is crucial and is more important than any absolute measurement.

In other words, any bone will do, and it all falls within the standard. I am sure the ACK didn't want to exclude all the heavy boned dogs that have been bred forever and ever, as that would cut a nice chunk out of their income. And of course, they needed to put in the blabber about overall balance, as if that has some sort of meaning.

Dogs must be presented in hard working condition. Excess body weight is not to be mistaken for muscle or substance. Any single feature of size appearing out of proportion should be considered a fault.

How does a dog get presented in "hard working condition" when the dogs are not being worked? I know people are going to start screaming about how their dogs work ... that's not what I said. Chasing three sheep in a round pen long enough to obtain an HT or PT is not "being worked" and will not muscle up a dog. Reading this makes me wonder if the judges have actually read this standard. Can they tell the difference between muscle and excess weight?

HEAD: Expression is intelligent, alert, eager, and full of interest.

Interest? Interest in what? That little piece of liver in your fingers?

Eyes are set well apart, of moderate size, oval in shape.

Keep your cyclops at home. Oh, but wait. Actually ... the standard doesn't say how many eyes the dog can have. I think I might start breeding three eyed dogs. After all, if a little bit of coat is nice, a lot must be better. If two eyes are good, three must be great.

The color encompasses the full range of brown eyes, dogs having body colors other than black may have noticeably lighter eye color. Blue eyes (with one, both or part of one or both eyes being blue) in dogs other than merle, are acceptable but not preferred.

Yes, so the woman with the bi-eyed dog that exhausted sheep all weekend in the rain at the Regionals ... don't put him in the show ring. He's not worthy. And doG knows that if you can't put him in the show ring to be evaluated by these oh-so-educated judges, he must not be a working dog.

Eye rims should be fully pigmented, lack thereof considered a fault according to degree.

Oh yes, of course. But it's ok for them to be "affected" according to the DNA test for CEA. Pigment is way more important.

Ears are of medium size, set well apart, one or both carried erect and/or semi-erect (varying from 1/4 to 3/4 of the ear erect). When semi-erect, the tips may fall forward or outward to the side. Ears are sensitive and mobile.

I'm confused. How many ears are these dogs supposed to have???

Skull is relatively flat and moderate in width.

I can tell you whose skull is flat.

The skull and muzzle are approximately equal in length. In profile the top of the skull is parallel with the top of the muzzle. Stop moderate, but distinct. The muzzle is strong, tapering slightly to the nose. The underjaw is strong and well developed. A domed, blocky or very narrow skull is faulty according to degree, as is cheekiness and a snipey muzzle.

Katy, I hate to inform you ... you can't show Ms. Snipey Muzzle in conformation. Here. Here's a tissue. Please stop crying. I hate it when you cry.

Nose color matches the primary body color. Nostrils are well developed. Lack of nose pigmentation is a fault according to degree.

Then why don't the yellow Border Collies have yellow noses?

Bite: Teeth and jaws are strong, meeting in a scissors bite. Complete dentition is required. Missing molars or pre-molars are serious faults as is an undershot or overshot bite.

I thought you were allowed to have missing teeth if you had a tried and true working dog? Or are they talking about the handlers here? Speaking of the handlers, where do we get to the dress code for the handlers? If there's something that needs a standard around here ... that might be worth looking into.

NECK, TOPLINE, BODY: Neck is of proportional length to the body, strong and muscular, slightly arched and blending smoothly into the shoulders. Topline: Back is level from behind the withers to the slightly arched, muscular loins, falling to a gently sloping croup. Body is athletic in appearance with a deep, moderately broad chest reaching no further than the point of the elbow. The rib cage is moderately long with well sprung ribs. Loins moderately deep and short, muscular, slightly arched and with a slight but distinct tuck up. The tail is set on low and is moderately long with the bone reaching at least to the hock. The ideal tail carriage is low when the dog is concentrating on a given task and may have a slight upward swirl at the end like a shepherd's crook. In excitement, it may be raised proudly and waved like a banner, showing a confident personality. A tail curled over the back is a fault.

Maybe I'm not paying attention, but doesn't this describe the general appearance of just about every mammal on the planet? Who was the rocket scientist that came up with this stuff?

FOREQUARTERS: Forelegs should be parallel when viewed from front, pasterns slightly sloping when viewed from side. Because sufficient length of leg is crucial for the type of work the breed is required to do, the distance from the wither to the elbow is slightly less than from the elbow to the ground and legs that are too short in proportion to the rest of the body are a serious fault. The shoulder blades are long, well laid back and well-angulated to the upper arm. Shoulder blades and upper arms are equal in length. There is sufficient width between the tops of the shoulder blades to allow for the characteristic crouch when approaching and moving stock. The elbows are neither in nor out. Feet are compact, oval in shape; pads deep and strong, toes moderately arched and close together with strong nails of moderate length. Dewclaws may be removed. (Emphasis added).

Question: How do you judge a working dog by how it looks?

Answer: You can't.

Yes, it's that simple.

Please tell me what leg length matters if the dog does not have the instinct to work stock? And please tell me if a dog works stock, and covers ground sufficiently to be able to control the livestock effectively ... why leg length matters. So does this part of the standard mean that the dogs that have had the instinct bred right out of them have also been bred so that their shoulder blades are too close together thereby now allowing the dog to crouch, and prevents the dog from working stock? Is that the theory?

Is anyone still reading this?

I am floored that there are actually people that believe this standard is a bible that needs to be followed to the letter.

HINDQUARTERS: Broad and muscular, in profile sloping gracefully to the low set tail. The thighs are long, broad, deep and muscular. Stifles are well turned with strong hocks that may be either parallel or very slightly turned in. Dewclaws should be removed. Feet, although slightly smaller, are the same as front.

It still doesn't tell me how many legs or how many feet are required.

COAT: Two varieties are permissible, both having close-fitting, dense, weather resistant double coats with the top coat either straight or wavy and coarser in texture than the undercoat which is soft, short and dense. The rough variety is medium in length without being excessive. Forelegs, haunches, chest and underside are feathered and the coat on face, ears, feet, fronts of legs is short and smooth. The smooth variety is short over entire body, is usually coarser in texture than the rough variety and may have slight feathering on forelegs, haunches, chest and ruff. Neither coat type is preferred over the other. Seasonal shedding is normal and should not be penalized. The Border Collie's purpose as an actively working herding dog shall be clearly evident in its presentation. Excess hair on the feet, hock and pastern areas may be neatened for the show ring. Whiskers are untrimmed. Dogs that are overly groomed (trimmed and/or sculpted) should be penalized according to the extent. (Emphasis added.)

Translation: The dog can have any coat type it wants.
Red highlight: Does this mean to leave the mud on or something?

COLOR: The Border Collie appears in all colors or combination of colors and/or markings. Solid color, bi-color, tri-color, merle and sable dogs are to be judged equally with no one color or pattern preferred over another. White markings may be clear white or ticked to any degree. Random white patches on the body and head are permissible but should not predominate. Color and markings are always secondary to physical evaluation and gait.
... and working ability is not even an issue, so bring all of your non-predominately white dogs and come enter our shows.

OMG... there's more?

GAIT
The Border Collie is an agile dog, able to suddenly change speed and direction while maintaining balance and grace. Endurance is its trademark. The Border Collie's most used working gaits are the gallop and a moving crouch (stealth) which convert to a balanced and free trot, with minimum lift of the feet. The head is carried level with or slightly below the withers. When shown, Border Collies should move on a loose lead and at moderate speed, never raced around the ring with the head held high. When viewed from the side the trot is not long striding, yet covers the ground with minimum effort, exhibiting facility of movement rather than a hard driving action. Exaggerated reach and drive at the trot are not useful to the Border Collie. The topline is firm. Viewed from the front, action is forward and true without wasted motion. Viewed from the rear, hindquarters drive with thrust and flexibility with hocks turning neither in nor out, moving close together but never touching. The legs, both front and rear, tend to converge toward the center line as speed increases. Any deficiency that detracts from efficient movement is a fault.

Ah yes ... the "flying trot." This is what all working dogs look like when they are working livestock! And the handlers must learn to wear nurse shoes, nylons, and paisley print skirts and do the "flying trot" right through the sheep shit right next to their dogs, who are being led by that skinny little lead. It's very effective.

TEMPERAMENT
The Border Collie is energetic, intelligent, keen, alert, and responsive. An intense worker of great tractability, it is affectionate towards friends but may be sensibly reserved towards strangers. When approached, the Border Collie should stand its ground. It should be alert and interested, never showing fear, dullness or resentment. Any tendencies toward viciousness, nervousness or shyness are very serious faults.


So your dog must not react when a perfect stranger walks up and feels its balls.

If you ever have the chance to meet my dogs, you might not want to do this to them. They will take your arm off. Click/treat. Good boy.

FAULTS
Any deviation from the foregoing should be considered a fault, the seriousness of the fault depending upon the extent of the deviation

Yeah, right. Don't look around at what's being shown then. Or what's winning.
It blows me away how the "dog fancy" people, who have never stepped foot on a real trial field, can sit in their little world telling everyone how a working dog "should" be built, and what attibutes the dog must have the stamina to work all day long. Meanwhile, the dogs they are producing couldn't herd their way out of a paper bag, and would drop dead from trying after about five minutes. Think I'm being mean? Prove me wrong. Show me. Where are all the dogs who are bred for conformation? Why aren't they competing in herding? Oh, they are? Oh, that's right. They have their "HT" and "PT" titles. Some even have started titles and, ooh ... some might even have Championships. Oh wait, then you have the really really good ones who have their dual championship -- usually in conformation AND herding. So they can look good while they are herding three dog broke sheep up against the fence in a 200' x 100' arena and can do it without disrupting the little sheepies and do it better than Corgis and Aussies and Bouviers. Whoopie! If these dogs are all built so correctly and are able to hack the toughest of jobs, why are there NONE competing in Meeker, Soldier Hollow, Big Willow, etc.? Where are they all?
Hmmmm ... seems a bit fishy to me ...
Happy tails,
JD