A Doggie Walk Home

In growing up in the country in a cottage by a farm we had a pet dog called Glen was real friendly full of charm My dad, Glen and I was working away at neighbouring farm on the hill Glen a sprightly brown coloured Collie loved racing the fields couldn't keep still On finishing work we drove back home twenty miles in the wet and rain on way home discovered no Glen so arrived at home feel real pain Decided to get some needed sleep when making supper heard bark at door opened the door to a great surprise wet and soaked but my heart did soar Glen was home travelled all way back on his own without any kind of aid a mighty surprise was this indeed this dog's directive sense is first grade (This was true story growing up on farm in Ayrshire in south west Scotland.)