It seems as if I am back walking the old Joni in the mornings, back to the top of the same rise beside the field, her nose covered in the drops of rain or dew, with her just giving me 'that look' when I call her name. This time, although the drops of dew on the muzzle and the quizzical 'look' are the same, instead of the lovely long coat and graceful shape of the mature border collie, this young Joni seems to be all legs and feet. Her ears are not yet settled into the final look and her tail still has that half grown twist at the end. I love to see the stages of growth, treasuring every moment even more in remembering the old 'Joni'.
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