Posted By Amyinseattle on May 2, 2011
A lady that i see often at trial as the most wonderful red dog that she named Tuna (chicken of the sea) as she was a stockbred dog who was afraid of stock. I heart this dog as she is just so personable, and even more so as she did turn on to stock… around age 5.
Molly has had a similar problem with cows. She has been tied out back near the cattle pens with me for the last few years and was set loose with cows good to start on over this past summer. But Molly, being 35lbs just politely let her self out of the pen and went back to the car. TYVM. 
At the last April trial, i went so far as to try to use her on leash to move the cattle down the isle and out to their overnight field. Which she did begrudgingly.
This year at the April Trial seemed different. As early as Saturday afternoon she was carefully watching each cow that wandered in the holding pen and was equally intent as i moved cows in and out of their sorted pens for trial runs. When I was handling calves alone, I asked her to stand (tied up) to give her the feeling of putting just enough pressure on the calves to move them. Being calves heading back to their safe pen, they moved every time with or without her standing, but i could see her confidence build.
At the end of the first trial day, i cut her loose from her tether so she could potty and such. As she pottied i started the slow process of moving the calves from holding pens to roundpen for final release into the field as a group. Before i even had a chance to start unloading the first pen into the isle, there was Molly – Poof! Ears up and confident, ready to help.
I attached the 18″ trial leash (which at her size only allows her to get about 1 step ahead of me) and together we moved very tired slow calves out of pens and down the alley to the round pen. On the second to last pen, a calf had a moment of bravery and turned on us instead of going out slow and smooth. I immediately dropped the lead as Molly barked once, waited, hit her in between the eyes and then backed off two steps as soon as she turned to go out. “good girl, that’ll do” and after a moment we walked the group down the alley like nothing had happened. In the round pen, i held a pretty tight thumb on Molly. She was up and interested and i wasn’t going to risk a bad habit after doing so well. I had her down/stay where the alley met the RP as i pushed the group off the gate so i could open it. I pushed them off about 7 feet, opened the mangate wide, backed off the gate and told Molly to walk up. Now the calves didn’t start moving until Molly started to get into contact. When some of the calves were pushed out of the way of the gate by the pushier calves behind them, Molly went out and covered them. She didn’t run at them, as i’d feared. She was slow and methodical even in that small space, giving each cow time to get out the little hole. She barked and turned the few cows that were facing the wrong way.
On Sunday it was more of the same, but i used her as a partner and not as an attachment to me. I opened a gate to an empty pen to give Molly a visual barrier until i called her into the isle. I then went into a full pen and got everyone up. As they started to enter the isle i called Molly to Get Through (a get through the bars command) and Walk Up. Three cows and a Molly went down the isle together calmly, but in constant motion. At the end of the isle, i at first downed her and then called her back. However as this process got to the third pen, i just started calling her back with no down. She understood the job. After all the pens were empty we went into the round pen, Molly took here Away command and pushed the calves off the gate and held them while i opened the man gate. I walked back to the middle of the roundpen, sent her off the calves and around the RP to balance the gate and any cows that somehow missed the gate was turned and sent back to try again. She was so efficient and graceful. Outside of the initial Away, Comebye and that’ll do… the only noise was the quiet plod of hooves and occasion rattle of heavy panels on heavy calves.
Now it’s important to say that i’d never do this with a dog other than Molly. A dog and a person and three calves is not the safest place and that could have gone south fast. In addition, these are all hollow tube type panels with sufficient gaps at all levels that she could escape and save herself. I had a feeling we’d be ok as where other dogs that have been back near the pens had to be kept a ways off the pens. Molly was never that dog. Had she been i wouldn’t have had in the isles let alone the pens.
But i was so proud of her. 
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