There are times when people do something unexpected and you're blown away by their insight and kindness.Last Monday while driving home from Phoenix, "The Man" and myself stopped at a convenience market to purchase some water and candy. It just happened to be on the reservation. As we pulled in, a young cowdog was in the parking lot, completely stressed, obviously nursing some young pups somewhere, and she had this very worried look on her face. I hopped out of the vehicle and said, "hi pooch, where are your babies?" "The Man" looked over at her and said, "you need to get along and go feed your babies." This particular convenience market is a busy market. Cars were pulling in one after another to gas up and head to wherever...........no one really paid any mind to the lil' bitch, but it was obvious she wanted something from someone, anyone!
As I approached the check-out line, I asked the cashier what the deal was with the dog. He said, "she's a stray, feral, animal control has already hauled her off, but then they realized she had a litter of pups somewhere so they had to bring her back and let her go, you know, she has to nurse those pups." I asked him, "does anyone know where the pups are?" He said "yes, they're right over yonder near the creek, out in the desert."
We finished our transaction, I turned to head out the door, when "The Man" grabbed by shoulder and said, "head on out to the truck, I'll be out in a minute." I stopped on my way out to the truck and called the dog, she was so frightened, and headset on her mission. About that time, "The Man" comes out of the market with a big, fat, juicy hot dog in a bunn. He blows on it, the lil' cowdog is salivating, pacing, hungry. One at a time, he pinches off lil' pieces and cools them, then tosses them to her. She is terrified to get too close to him, but the temptation is too much for her, she is hungry. She gobbles the last of the hot dog and bunn down and backs up a pace, looks at the man and decides he's o.k.................she comes over to him, rubs up against his leg and walks away to beg from others coming and going.
With a glisten of a tear in his eye, we head out to the truck, get in and resume our trip back up the mountain. I don't say a word. When we get home, check on our own animals and head into the house, I turn to "The Man" and tell him, "these are the things you think of and do, unconditionally, that make me love you so very much." We kiss, hug and head off to retire for the night, it's been a long day.
I love you very much! You are a special human being and I'm thankful everyday for you.
