Alert, as he stands by his master’s side,
He looks out at the vast flocks, scattered like clouds.
He bounds down the hill, towards the straying sheep,
And he calms the chaos.
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He controls the animals
Not by shouting at them,
Not by biting at their legs,
Not by physical contact in any way,
But with a gaze so powerful and controlling
That it seems to penetrate your very being.
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He controls their minds
Moving the hundreds of animals larger than himself
With his gaze,
He herds every sheep into their home
While the wooden gate closes behind him.
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He has this telepathic ability
This almost supernatural compassion to control animals with his mind
And the unbounded love for his master
(Because he works for free)
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He does all this
Because he is a Border Collie.
And this is his job.