More horses person? Don’t you ever do paintings of dogs? What about painting one of me? I’m famous you know.
What? You’re no good at drawing dogs? Well, you’d better get some practice in person. I want a dog picture.
Okay, I’ll tell them about this picture. My person goes to this place where the horses are and leaves me behind. Usually I have to stay home with my younger person. I wish she’d take me along.
But person, you said there are horses and cows and lots of dogs running around where you go. Why can’t I go running around with all those dogs? I know those dogs would like me.
What? I wouldn’t be allowed to sleep inside with you? And you’re afraid I’d run after the coyotes? Coyotes are dogs, aren’t they? So what’s wrong with running after them?
Okay person, I’ll tell them where you go. These horses were outside of a church that my person sometimes visits to help the people out. She says that most of the time there are more animals around that church than people. It’s out in the middle of nowhere on the Navajo Reservation in Northern Arizona.
Hey, we live in Northern Arizona, person. Are we in the middle of nowhere?
My person says this church is way more isolated than we are. There are lots of dirt roads that you have to drive on to get there and there are no street signs so you have to go with someone who knows the way. At the church there is no running water and you have to go about a mile away to get it. The horses and cows go there to drink too. Can I go there to drink, person? What about those dogs? Do they drink there?
My person says the church has no electricity either and they have to use a generator. But she says what they do have are some great people and lots of them have become her friends.
Okay, there’s something I don’t get though. My person didn’t go there this week, but she says she is with some people who have been there with her. Okay person – who are you really with? And what are you doing? If you can’t come straight with me you’d better come home.
Finally, here’s a painting that I was a part of. I tried to talk my person into painting me into it, but she would have nothing to do with that. She said the painting was a present and people usually only like paintings of their own dogs.
