He’s been at my feet or behind my horse for 13 years.
He went on his last cattle drive a year ago.
Tip and I have been through a lot in our life.
He’s on his second husband. I’m on my third.
We raised a daughter together and put her through college.
He’s seen a myriad of dogs, horses and cowboys come and go.
Yet, he has remained by my side.
That’s why when he quit riding out with Paint and me, I just let him.
I let him do whatever he wants to now. He’s earned it.
The closest he’s been to the back of a horse in a year is when the shoer comes.
His conditioned response to my firing up the 4-wheeler is…
Consequently, when I run the dogs I never look back or even think about Tip.
We just fly.
The heat finally broke last week and mercifully, it even rained a little.
I ran the dogs in the cool morning air. As I turned for home….
There was Tip! He followed us!
My old dog simply trotted up to me as if he does this everyday.
I was really excited to see him.
I slowed down. He was so happy. I was so happy!!
My heart was full to the brim. I wanted to cry.
Then I wonder if he has doggie-dementia and he forgot he doesn’t like to go?
He can’t hear anymore. We’ve communicated with sign language for quite some time.
It is a language of the heart.
Except in this moment, I forget he can’t hear.
Good Boy, Tippy. You still are the love of my life, Old Man.
Love, Cowgirl Red aka Terah
P.S. I take that back…..he did follow the 4-Wheeler once. Just once. When I was hauling a bag of dog food up from the barn to the house. It was such an unusual event I had take a snapshot. This old dog does love his groceries.
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