Those of you who are dedicated readers may remember that, upon arrival here at the farm, the Mighty Quinn was destined to become a goat herder. Can't say as I have been all that excited about it from the beginning. Still, I suppose there are worse things. Imagine, for one, running completely out of Peanuts. Oy.
You might also recall some of the Mighty Quinn's early training which can be viewed here. I am proud to say that he has progressed. Yes, my friends, despite a few unfortunate setbacks involving the electric fence, the Mighty Quinn has graduated beyond the simple Earwig or Carpenter Ant. Of late he has become a student of the DHS. No, this is most assuredly not The Department of Human Services. Although, come to think of it, it could possibly be viewed as a service, of sorts, to humans. No, the Mighty Quinn has become a student of the Dervish School of Herding. For Peanut's Sake, what is the Dervish School of Herding?
You may recall that the whirling dance associated with the dervish is one of the physical methods used to try to reach religious ecstasy. So it is with the Dervish School of Herding. One tries to reach a state of euphoria connected to the physical task at hand (in this case herding). Mind you the Mighty Quinn has not graduated, but he has succeeded in mastering the euphoria part. He hasn't quite made it, either, to herding goats as yet. Instead, he has gained mastery in the location and subsequent herding of a less mobile target. Don't get me wrong. He has acquired quite a useful skill. Still, perhaps a little more work is in order before he attempts to take on a more intelligent quarry. Look below and see what you think. Now, just what do you suppose the goatmother is carrying on that scoop anyway??? (big goat grin)