This morning we drove to the Scottish Highlands Festival in Blairsville, GA, only about 18 miles from our house. We got there around 9:30 and while Cliff waited for the hot dog booth to open, we watched the sheep dog demonstration and some of the highland games. These guys are bruisers! The "hammer" throw originates from the Scots actually throwing a sledge hammer years ago. It was interesting to watch them position their feet and body, twirl, then grunt and heave for maximum distance. A few of the throws measured 80 feet! The dogs lay in waiting out in the fields just watching their sheep if the sheep are doing what they're suppose to be doing. As the sheep stray, the dogs herd them in a back and forth rhythm until they return to their place. The woman who was doing the demonstration said the dog does this instinctively and doesn't have to be given any commands.
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