All Ranch Dogs Go To Heaven.
As farmers and ranchers, we have more than our fair share of dog loss stories. We all have that one dog that kind of changed the game, though.
Meet Belle. She was the perpetual blonde moment. The tornado with fur, as I called her. She was the dog who would, and did, do anything to be with me. My shadow and commonly referred as a “stage five clinger.” She loved riding with the windows down, giving high fives, and working the goats and sheep.
I hope so many things for her as I write this in tears; she probably herds so perfectly up there. We were working on a few things here that she couldn’t seem to nail down, but oh, I enjoyed watching her try because she loved doing it. She had this crazy determination about her and amazed me every day with what she learned and could do.
Our ranch dogs aren’t just working dogs, they’re companions. Most farmers cherish their dogs and recognize they aren’t replaceable. In my case, Belle got me through so many things that broke my heart recently and ironically, she ended up breaking my heart the most.
God definitely needed her back for a good reason. I’m not sure what his plans are and honestly, my faith is a little weak. It seems silly to say that over a dog, but she was so loving and loyal and happy in a world where it’s hard to meet a person with all those qualities. He wanted her back and left me painfully desiring to lay next to her and feel her head on my chest like she always wanted to do.
She was always worried about being near me. I keep thinking how she never has to leave my side now. Anywhere I go, she finally gets to go and doesn’t have to be away from me. She was obsessive like that. I’d give my whole entire existence up to have her back. I may have lost her, but Ranch Dog Heaven gained one of the prettiest four-legged angels. One day I hope to meet her up there in a big pasture and she’ll come running the second I call her name. Until then, I’ll be wishing heaven wasn’t so far away.