This year I have witnessed a huge shift in consciousness on this ranch regarding dogs and cattle. Specifically, T.H.’s regard for my dog and our cattle. T.H. has evolved to a higher place energetically and he doesn’t even know it. A normal person would not notice. But I notice. I’m borderline psychic.
In the old days when I would show up to the pens with Puncher to work cattle the “Old T.H.” would react just like this: Deep sigh…audible groan…glance at watch…shake head…walk off.
The “New T.H.” reacts like this: “Hon, why don’t you and Puncher go gather the cattle, pen ’em, sort em up and load the alley for me?” Then he stands back and merely watches and waits. That’s it. No yelling, no gestures, no nothing. (He has not quite evolved far enough to say “Good Job”. Baby steps.)
The monumental psychic shift coincided with Cattle Dog Trial last April when I brought home $900 smackaroos. It’s not personal to him anymore. It’s business. T.H.’s former lack of enthusiasm was totally understandable though. Puncher and I did turn a $700 steer into $300 steer (twice).
Cattle Dog trials aside, Puncher does have a day job.
She is a professional “Cow Dog”.
And I fancy myself a professional “Cow Girl”. So there.
The bigger shift in consciousness this year has been mine.
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