If you've been reading, you know that we have been trying to keep Knuckle away from
the cows. We weren't sure how she would react, and we didn't want her to bark and chase, and cause a stampede, but not be smart enough to get out of the way so she didn't get hurt. She met them briefly in the corrals last week, but that is a bit of a controlled situation. Out in the field is completely different.
Yesterday afternoon we went in the truck out to fix a section of fence along one of the irrigation canals. While Brian was messing with the fence, Knuck and I were playing
fetch with the stick into the canal. ( I was really trying to get her a good bath, and that's the easiest way to do it.)
After about 15 minutes, a group of 20 or so cows came to the farside of the canal, I believe with the intention of crossing it. We were right near a road, and I was pretty nervous. Knuckle however, was not in the least bit interested. She just wanted me to keep throwing the stick, so I did. As the stick got closer and closer to the cows, her response to the cows remained constant-nothing.
The cows stood on the waters edge watching for at least 10 minutes, some getting a drink now and then. None tried to cross with that crazy dog swimming all over in front of them. Eventually they just walked away.
When we were done fixing the fence, and ready to load up we wanted knuckle in the back of the truck since she was soaking wet. She is currently the only dog, of about 8 of them here on the ranch, that ever rides in the cab of the truck. We used all the energy we could to motivate her to "load up" onto the flat bed. She just wasn't interested. Finally Brian had to lift her (pic).
I've also included a picture of some wild horses Brian got yesterday. This group was a little far away, so the cropped enlarged version is a bit fuzzy. We will keep trying to get a better photo. We did see two wild burrows yesterday, close up right next to the road, but somehow they just aren't the same. 
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