Druid, My HeroDruid is truly my hero. Besides being stunning to look at, she is fearless when the chips are down.In the corral late one evening, with Rick gone to work for night shift, a quiet cow that we had brought in because of a prolapse had dropped her calf, and the calf landed with its head underneath. That is a sure-fire death sentence. Seeing that it was a quiet cow, I just went in to give the newborn a little tug to get the head upside. WHAM - into the corral boards I went. Down the boards in the corner, with the cow's head in the arch of my back and rubbing (remember - 1,300 pounds!). "Don't let go of the corral - if she gets you down - you are toast!" is running through my mind. It hurts. Next thing I know there is Druid hanging off the cow's cheek with this crazy cow shaking for all she was worth. Druid looked like a rag, while I leapt up and over. Called my dog, and we both lay on the dirt (outside the corral) for a while. I was smarting from my rubbing, and Druid was missing a tooth. (Note: the scissors bite is very important!!). - The calf survived. It only takes once that a dog literally saves your life and you will love that dog forever no matter how much hair she leaves on your truck seat. Lore Bruder, Pincher Creek, Alberta, Canada
Druid's Dream
10.05.2013
Lore Bruder Rich red cheeks Turned silver streaked Rich thick coat Thinned out with time Steel blue colour Now darkened to grey Brilliant white ruff Yellowed with age Missing a toe nail Where it went Who knows Missing a tooth Where it went The cow knows Missing a meal As aging goes Glorious show days Now far in the past Raising show puppies They grow up too fast Moving the stock That job is passed on You are just happy To see a new dawn Now we must part sharp pains in my heart You grew old with Such charm, such grace My Druid's Dream Dream on, Dream on Bluetrix Druid's Dream - my right hand girl May 18, 1993 - January 30, 2008 |