Preacher, My Son

If you’ve been to the farm then you know that face.  Preacher is my pride and joy on this farm.  He’s 11 yrs old and for all 11 yrs has been the best boy.  A friend found him on the side of the road in Sumter County as a 5 week old puppy.  He was in the middle of the road jumping at the cars.  In the culvert was his 7 siblings.  I think he was trying to save them and was the only one brave enough to seek help.  That’s the story I like to believe anyway knowing his character, cause that’s the kind of thing he would do.

He once charged and rolled a neighbors dog that started chasing one of the farm cats.  He loves his little sisters.

His favorite place in the whole wide world is the back of our farm truck.  He once got so excited that he was going to get to ride that when he jumped in the back of the truck he tinkled…..here’s a picture of his face after I asked him “Son, what did you just do?”

He’s a huge helper around the farm he watches over the chickens, pigs, cats and has even helped lead Spot back out to pasture…

He always, and I don’t know why, surprises me on Farm Day.  That’s when we have so many people, strollers, activity and excitement going on around the farm.  He always seems to take everything perfectly.  He’s not around children that much, but tolerates all the petting and fur-grabbing with gentleness.  

I know he won’t be here forever and that’s why I cherish each and every day with this sweet boy.  I love him beyond words.