Dog of the Month:
The White Dog of Bueyeros, New Mexico
We were wandering in that hot, dry country east of the Rockies in northeast New Mexico, where the land can’t quite decide if it wants to be desert or prairie. It felt like a bit of both,
Out on that burnt plain, in the middle of nowhere, is a stone cathedral. We could see the old church for miles, its steeple jutting into the cloudless sky. We stopped to have a closer look and were met by this dog. I could have easily believed he was the priest. He greeted us at the door, showed us through the cemetery. He was definitely a resident.
Finally I asked him if he were Jesus himself and he just rolled over on his back and grinned at me.
I think he was. JS
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