A man from town came up the mountain in his black Land Rover. As usual, the stranger was welcomed by a threatening flock of geese and quick footed mounds of snow white fur. They circled the Range Rover with unusually ferocity.
The driver rolled his window down several inches to speak to a fierce greeting from Christian. The poor man was terrified. Christian as how he got past the gate. It was opened on one side, giving now warning at the house. Christian cleared the man as not being a threat then raced down to check the gate.
The man, Scott was his name, timidly stepped out of his car. He shouted "Quiet Buddha! be a good boy! Lay down boy." Buddha is a huge Tibetan Mastiff.
Scott explained his visit. The geese and dogs quieted and stood sentry around the car as if to keep the k-9 invader at bay and satisfy their curiosity.
"The neighbors are terrified of him and they have been calling the police because of his "nuisance" barking. They, the town, said I have three days get rid of him. I don't want to put him in a shelter and I don't have time to find a home for him and I can't afford to move. My friend Alex, told me about you and your farm. He suggested that I talk to you but I didn't know how to get hold of you so I drove up, hoping to talk to you."
I opened the car door and spoke to Buddha. He was threatening at first but then stepped forward and offered his head to me. I scratched and pet him behind his ears while continuing to talk to him. I grabbed his lead and asked him to jump out of the car. He looked at Scott as if asking for permissions then jumped out. The geese and my dogs widened their circle. "What do you think guys?"
Panza cautiously stepped forward to greet Buddha. Buddha growled a bit until I told his to "be a good boy Buddha, Panza will take care of you", from me was all it took to calm him down. I unhooked his leash from the collar. "Don't!" Scot shouted. "We'll never catch him!"
Panza bounced toward Buddha, inviting him to play. The dogs ran off together. "Panza! Jose! Sancho! bring him back!" They came running back, all four, all sixteen paws flying through the air.
"GOOD DOGS! Tommy stood at my side. He is my absolutely steadfast companion who rarely leaves my side.
I asked Scott what he wanted for Buddha. All that he wants is a good home and a place for Buddha to run and make all the dog noises that he wants to make and, if possible, I'd like to visit him occasionally".
I offered Buddha a home. I invited Scott in for coffee and called the dogs to follow. We sat in the Great Room amid the settling fur. We have another huge appetite to feed.
Master is going to be happy about this! I can't wait for him to come home.