While visiting the Emerald Isle the first time almost fifteen years ago I was struck by not only its incredible beauty and charming inhabitants, but also the fact that Border collies were practically omnipresent. I counted over fifty in both rural and urban settings during a three-week stay.
This time around, on my last day in Galway, I found two – one on a farm near Ennis, and George, obviously a distant relative of Casey's…near Shop Street.
As anyone can see, George wasn’t about to be going anywhere until his charges stopped browsing and headed home.
A side note: George ignored any distraction from the visiting Yanks, and when the objects of his affection and attention did come out, he gave us a high-five, as instructed. Gotta try that with Casey.