and milking Ole Bessie their milk cow.
After the chores, farmer Fred put some wood in the wood heater got his shotgun, scarf, and gloves, and started out the door. Fred’s wife Sarah said, “Where in the world are you headed in this weather.”
Fred told her that Blackie was missing and he was going to go see if there were any tracks in the snow and that he was going to check the cows down in the pasture next to the woods anyway.
The closer Fred got the more he realized that something was going on with this cow. When Fred got to the cow he realized that the cow had had triplets, the cow had got into a ditch and was stuck. But, the strangest thing was that Ole Blackie sensing that the cow was down, had pulled the calves over to the mama cow, and she had licked the calves dry. Ole Blackie was laying with them to keep them warm and even got licked by the mama cow. Fred knew that he was going to have to get the tractor down there to try and pull her out of that ditch.
After moving the calves and Blackie to the side they managed to pull the cow out of the ditch. They walked the cow and calves back to the barn where they begin to nurse and get that first milk.
Blackie got a well deserving petting and a good Christmas meal with an extra blanket for his bed. Fred told Sarah that Blackie was a blessing that night. Not only did he save the calves from freezing, he kept them from a pack of coyotes. Fred had noticed several tracks around them indicating that Blackie kept them at bay most of the night. Christmas morning Fred thanked God for his blessings, his family, and for a good dog named Blackie.