Nor does anyone who ever owned a dog need to be told the sound a man makes as he bends over a dog that has been his for many years…. Eric Knight
Ol’ Jack was a working ranch dog, who knew the quiet rhythm and the intricate dance of gathering cows and calves. In the years we were their neighbors, we never saw Les and Lorraine drive by in their truck without Ol’ Jack riding lookout on the front seat between them. Theirs is surely one of the most beautiful and historic ranches on the planet, tucked into a canyon named for the call that quail make, ‘na-ha-hum, na-ha-hum.’
Of course, Ol’ Jack helped Les with other chores, too, like gathering firewood for long winters, cutting and baling hay, or repairing their 100-year-old log cabin.
Sometimes, clever little field mice made chores much more interesting!
Ol’ Jack was always on the job. There was much to do, accompanying Les and Lorraine on their rounds and working the picturesque Eagle Rock Ranch. Whether it was 20-degrees or 120-degrees, Ol’ Jack was tireless. We’re proud that such a noble dog was our friend.
