I am walking Brady a couple of days ago, with Liz and Jenny too. We are walking along minding our own business, and well, I have to keep an eye ahead because if Brady gets wind of another dog (or dogs, or children) I have to brace myself for the full impact of his strength trying to pull me over there to greet whoever or whatever he wants to see. So I see a couple of miniature pinschers tied up in a front yard, but as I notice them, so does Brady and he gets down in this stance, kind of low to the ground, looking directly at them, and I don't think he was going to attack them, but I really truly think he was thinking about herding them together. Even Liz said, oh my, he looks like he is about to herd those dogs. It was so weird to see him do that on his own, but I guess he and I run into each other all day long in the house when he tries to herd me, and the poor cat too.