This week for 'Thankful Thursday' I am absolutely grateful for my little 10 pound cow dog, Chloe.
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Okay, so she's a fluffy Maltese/Shi Tzu, but when you've been raised on a dairy farm from the young age of eight weeks, the 'cow dog' attitude just becomes who you are.
Chloe doesn't know any different. And I'm totally fine that my little fluffy 'lap dog' thinks she's a cow dog, especially in this instance ~
Just a couple of mornings ago as I'm carting a load of laundry to the laundry room I glance out the back window, only to see a herd of heifers in the back yard. When cows are in the yard, everything is dropped immediately. All I could think of was, how long have they been out there and are there now potholes the size of Texas in my lawn.
Chloe and I venture out to see if we could corral these girls on our own. To the side of the house, near the pasture gate, who is the first bovine I see? Our new resident bull, Napoleon....small but tuff {and scary to me}.








