I often find myself at my desk, working away, until a commotion outside gets my attention. It usually starts with catching a black streak out the window in my peripheral vision. Then, the noise hits me. Oh, is there barking? Indeed there is. So, I stop what I’m doing and go see what exactly has Lilly’s attention this time. Last week, it was cows.
There’s a hobby-type ranch right behind us. It’s about 200 or so acres, and someone in one of the two houses over the ridge runs cows and horses on the land. The herd makes a pretty steady route from end to end each day, which means they pass by here around supper most days.
Often they settle right behind our fence, and Lilly sits with them. Until last week, I thought it was because they liked Lilly or that she somehow sassed them into laying down. But, a neighbor crushed my delusions. He said, the cows have always settled in behind our house. Oh, well.
So, once I got Lilly to stop barking at the cows, I asked her to sit. The conversation went a little like this.
“Lilly, leave it. Watch me.”
“Lil, lil, Leave IT! Come.”
“LILLY, ENOUGH, COME.”
Eventually, I did get her attention.
“Leave the cows alone. SIT.” I told her.
And, she did. BUT, she really wanted to keep an eye on the herd.
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