The brown border’s ears perked and his eyes locked on something as I sat stroking his silky head. My back was to the window so I couldn’t see what was going on. Suddenly a little girl in a pink princess dress and fancy white shoes went flying through the door with four dogs in tow. They were: the self proclaimed king, Jack, an aussie heeler, the flighty border collie/aussie mix who lived to work, the old black lab whose snout was freckled in white named Tar and the new one, a spaniel/beagle mix named Chance. He was found dumped on the rez. To add to the commotion, there was the gentleman of the house standing in the door, "barking" orders with half a piece of homemade pizza in his hand.
I spun around to see what all the excitement was about but didn’t see a thing, only dogs, and pink fluff disappearing around the lilac bushes in the corner of the yard. I could hear all variations of barks from the dogs and high pitched yips from a little girl.
Suddenly, I saw a bald face heifer, her tail in the air jet across the north end of the new seeding. Four dogs, only two that should know what they are doing and one that really did, in full pursuit. The chase team included a little girl in frou- frou running in a jagged formation. The heifer hit the corner and turned to meet her pursuers. I can’t imagine what she might be thinking in her smallish cow brain, it could only be slight terror and ultimate confusion.
With a little wrangling, the dogs and little princess were sent south away from the heifer giving her just enough breathing room to feel her way along the fence and back out through the gate into the neighbors where she had come from.
Dogs came jogging back to the house, victorious. One little girl, net skirts and shoes that were not so white anymore stormed into the house, “Mom, there was a heifer in here, we got her out.”
Ahh, the joy of pure unadulterated accomplishments!
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