When I was a boy, some seventy odd years ago, our family "Shep" was a typical old time super dog. Mother didn't think twice about leaving my brother and me in the care of Shep when she ran out to the store for a few items. She was secure in knowing that no way was it possible for my brother or I to get past old Shep and out of the yard. Shep could herd cows or children with an ability that was pretty much taken for granted in those days. Much like his ability to snooze on the front porch ever ready to pass judgement on all those approaching the family domain. Just plain old Shep, the family dog, guardian and true companion to all within. Much like the classic "Lassie", a dog who will provide family folklore for the grand kids and generations to come.