The Realities of Ranch Life by Ree

In the country, there are just certain realities one has to face. Flat tires, for one. Water and electrical outages, for another. Manure—well, that’s obvious. It’s everywhere. The list goes on and on.

Another cold, hard reality of ranch life is that dogs will never be clean—at least not like city dogs. And okay, in our case, not at all like city dogs. Our dogs are free range dogs and have the run of the place, and they are happy, happy dogs indeed. But that also means they have a tendency to swim in mud puddles, get covered in seeds from running in the tall grass…and find bones and carcasses out in nature. And sometimes those bones (and carcasses) wind up in our yard, on our porch, in our lives.

 

myboySometimes I forget this reality when it comes to Charlie, however. He is very much a human to me, and I often lose sight of the fact that he is a canine, he doesn’t care what he smells like, doesn’t care what he eats, and has no sense of responsibility to his fellow humans. I mean to humans. So when I see ol’ Charles walk into the house and he’s looking all cute and droopy and cuddly and floppy, I suddenly block out all that I know to be true about country dogs. I pick him up and lay him on my chest for a late afternoon snooze. I rub his ears and play with his jowls and nestle in all snug as a bug in a rug. I sigh and think nothing on earth is better than this—it’s just me and my dog, my loyal, beautiful dog, just the way life should be.

And then I wake up the next morning, look out the window, and see him lying comfortably on our porch, gnawing contentedly on a leg.

And I go take another shower.

Love,

Ree Drummond

Children’s Book Author

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