Farm's Pride English Shepherds

   Farm's Pride Jaco (Grasmere)













   Jaco (Ja- from Jake, and -Co from Connie) is our neighbor’s dog, and lives on a 60 acre hobby farm in Southwestern Ontario. Jaco mostly is a companion for her owners, but she has shown her worth as a reliable farm dog as she quickly understood the farm tasks at a young age (6-8 months) and taking into her own to help out. Her farm tasks are everything to moving the cattle back and forth in the barn and company in the shop during the winter months, to bringing the heard in from field for vetting, and following the tractor into the bush for firewood in the summer. Jaco is a smaller leaner bitch weighing in at 40 pounds, and is marked as a shaded sable pie, and is 191/2 inches tall. Jaco is excellent with children, a good guardian for the farm and is a level-headed worker.



   Below is a story/article I wrote for Our Canada Magazine.



   Our neighbors are both around 70 years old and they live on a hobby farm with about 12 head of cattle. He is a carpenter by trade and Connie is his wife. They raised 8 children and have some of their sons and daughters and grandchildren with their own farms, within a stones throw away. I watch them every year plant, grow and harvest their crops. When Lobo, their FarmCollie died (a rough collieX) three years ago, the ol’ farm just wasn’t the same without the ‘woof woof, woof’ Lobo would bark whenever Jake would start up the old tractor



   I told them both what they needed was an English Shepherd to help them with their daily chores. When Jake learned that Gyp was pregnant, he seemed a bit curious about the upcoming litter. It was later that week, when Jon and I offered a pup to them, as we too had noticed the farm had an employee less job to be filled. Always admiring Gyp and her size, stature, coat and color, Jake seemed overly keen when I dropped by to show them both pictures of the litter. We brought one of Gyp’s puppies over on Father’s day of June 2004.



   This job is now occupied by Jaco (pronounced Jay-co), a pup out of Farm’s Pride Gyp and Partlow’s Buddy ll. Jaco has nicely filled in the spot that Lobo left behind. The neighbors felt that a puppy might be too much for them to overcome at such a stage in their life, but Jaco showed them how smart an English Shepherd can be. She was quick to learn the rules of the land, and proved to be a companion in the workshop during the winter months and on the farm during the growing season. She helps move the cattle back and forth when cleaning out the stalls, and makes sure all the cats are in their right place in the barn. She also accompanies Jake to the wooded bush at the back of their property or to the wood pile to get another trailer load for the winter season. She also is a good friend and play pal for Louie, a malamute X that also resides on the farm.



   Today it is cold outside and we had our first drops of snow, and when I went out to tend the chickens this morning, I heard a faint ‘woof, woof, woof’ of Jaco barking in the distance at the sound of the tractor as they both were on their way out to the back field.



   Barbara Brown

	Jaco (Ja- from Jake, and -Co from Connie) is our neighbor’s dog, and lives on a 60 acre hobby farm in Southwestern Ontario. Jaco mostly is a companion for her owners, but she has shown her worth as a reliable farm dog as she quickly understood the farm tasks at a young age (6-8 months) and taking into her own to help out. Her farm tasks are everything to moving the cattle back and forth in the barn and company in the shop during the winter months, to bringing the heard in from field for vetting, and following the tractor into the bush for firewood in the summer. Jaco is a smaller leaner bitch weighing in at 40 pounds, and is marked as a shaded sable pie, and is 191/2 inches tall. Jaco is excellent with children, a good guardian for the farm and is a level-headed worker.

	Below is a story/article I wrote for Our Canada Magazine.

	Our neighbors are both around 70 years old and they live on a hobby farm with about 12 head of cattle. He is a carpenter by trade and Connie is his wife. They raised 8 children and have some of their sons and daughters and grandchildren with their own farms, within a stones throw away. I watch them every year plant, grow and harvest their crops. When Lobo, their FarmCollie died (a rough collieX) three years ago, the ol’ farm just wasn’t the same without the ‘woof woof, woof’ Lobo would bark whenever Jake would start up the old tractor

	I told them both what they needed was an English Shepherd to help them with their daily chores. When Jake learned that Gyp was pregnant, he seemed a bit curious about the upcoming litter. It was later that week, when Jon and I offered a pup to them, as we too had noticed the farm had an employee less job to be filled. Always admiring Gyp and her size, stature, coat and color, Jake seemed overly keen when I dropped by to show them both pictures of the litter. We brought one of Gyp’s puppies over on Father’s day of June 2004.

	This job is now occupied by Jaco (pronounced Jay-co), a pup out of Farm’s Pride Gyp and Partlow’s Buddy ll. Jaco has nicely filled in the spot that Lobo left behind. The neighbors felt that a puppy might be too much for them to overcome at such a stage in their life, but Jaco showed them how smart an English Shepherd can be. She was quick to learn the rules of the land, and proved to be a companion in the workshop during the winter months and on the farm during the growing season. She helps move the cattle back and forth when cleaning out the stalls, and makes sure all the cats are in their right place in the barn. She also accompanies Jake to the wooded bush at the back of their property or to the wood pile to get another trailer load for the winter season. She also is a good friend and play pal for Louie, a malamute X that also resides on the farm.

	Today it is cold outside and we had our first drops of snow, and when I went out to tend the chickens this morning, I heard a faint ‘woof, woof, woof’ of Jaco barking in the distance at the sound of the tractor as they both were on their way out to the back field.

	Barbara Brown