It is hard to imagine, but Connor may have finally met his match. He has been the fastest, toughest, intensist, never-give-in, never-quit Border Collie on the hill. Then....along comes a puppy. A cute, sweet, little puppy who follows him around and worships at his feet.
But puppies grow. Fast.
The cute, sweet, little puppy is now an 8 month old ultra-fit, ultra-fast, ultra-competitive bundle of greased-lightning speed, wild exuberance and slightly psychotic Border Collie drive. Just like his best buddy Connor.
Connor may be feeling the dragon breathing down his neck, but at the end of the day, when the puppy loses interest, he still comes home with the prize because he still knows one thing that Ian doesn't - that the frisbee is not a toy, it is the meaning of life.