Grace and Eucher are same way bred, both descended from my reliable former Ontario
Champions, Boy and Hazel. Each has had a very successful year, tying as they did in points in Ontario.  Their different work styles and temperaments often see one doing well when the other does less so, one type of sheep suiting the other more.

Both run as sound sheep managers, where their handler is asked to control just the flow
of the work.  It suits me.  I could run with more stops, but I have grown accustomed to these two girls and their mother and father before them: I can trust them to care for the sheep on their own, freeing me to concentrate on the steerage, the precision of the lines.  Such running does not suit many of my colleagues, who subscribe to three important features of dog running—control, control and control.  

With less talented dogs, my style would not be possible.  No onlooker is left wondering what these bitches are made of—they are always at the forefront of the work, exposed on the frontline.  I never need to protect them.  Grace and Eucher are wonderful penners, freely administering their side of the work.  They make my contribution modest.  Both are eager shedders with helpful ideas about how to get the job done.  Both hold good drive lines, often telling their hand that the sheep have drifted wrong, right or left, with their own flanks.  They rarely set a foot wrong on their outruns.  Their easy naturalness for the outrun is perhaps their weakness—they go out with such conviction, redirecting them, when the outruns are set up as a trick, is challenging, as Eucher showed at the National Finals in Lebanon.