Heroes

A woman on my facebook page posted a picture with the caption, "Real heroes don't wear capes, they wear dog tags".  I know she was referring to our fine soldiers and rightfully so but it got me to thinking about one of the little heroes in my life.  My puppy, Hunter.  Hunter is a sweet rather overly energetic chocolate lab and I am so in love with him it's ridiculous.  He arrived here six days after we lost our beloved Missy and he has filled our home with laughter, endless energy and silliness, and above all love.  I finally have a guaranteed walking partner every day although he really needs to work on his gossiping skills.
Every morning he comes to the barn and watches me feed the gang.  This morning our little goat, Bucky, tried to make a run for it, looking for the duck's food that is so bad for him but that he loves to try and steal.  Hunter herded a rather startled Bucky, who is used to getting his way, right back into the barn.  It all happened in under a minute, which was great considering it was 5:15 and pretty damn cold not to mention dark.

So Hunter...you are my hero and my buddy and I thank you for coming into and being such a big part of my life.