Ever wanted to be two places at once? I left Thursday for the Penn Vet Working Dog Conference in Philly and wanted to stay home. (Lambs. Flowers…) I spoke Friday to introduce the conference (speaking about resilience, blog on that to come in a few weeks), and wanted to stay all weekend. The line up of speakers was that inspiring. If I were you, I would seriously consider going next year, even if you don’t have a dog who is officially a “working dog.” Honestly, I promise, you’ll learn bunches. It’s an amazing conference.
I was terrible about getting photographs at the conference. But I did take a photo of the Dogwise table, who generously sponsored the dinner and offered discounts to all participants. (Dogwise made the offer, not the table. I really should edit the sentence, but an explanation feels easier…). On the right is a fuzzy photo of me and the woman many of us call The Real Wonder Woman, Dr. Cindy Otto, who created the Working Dog Center, and probably is able to fly through the air on demand. (I didn’t think to ask her, but I will next time.) My colleague Laura Monaco Torelli kindly sent me the photo of my Keynote address, which owed its final video (of 3 week old Border Collies being “evaluated” on adult sheep, holy crap!) to friend and colleagues Meg Boscov and Randy Brown who are far more techie than I.
MEANWHILE, back on the farm: Good thing I got home when I did. Lady Godiva (flock matriach, best breeding ewe and the closest I’ll ever have to a pet sheep in my life) had a hard time lambing. Our perfect sheep vet, Dr. Jeff Kunardt, came out and helped her along. Now we have two ewes with three lambs. Our teenage lamb had a strong single ram lamb (exactly what I want for a young adolescent) and Lady G had two gorgeous girls. Along with the spring flowers, finally not covered in snow, it’s heaven to be home.
Lady Baa Baa, by the way, appears ready to burst. But no lambs yet.