You are so good to her.
When that former caretaker burst into the front door and threatened me the first day I’d moved in here, she jumped up from where she was sitting, snarling like a wolf, startling the jerk as I picked up my pistol and pointed it in his direction-she never even hesitated.
When we are outdoors at night, she has warned me by growling and moving close in front of me when she smells a mountain lion or wild hog at the fence near the river-before I see eyeshine or hear it moving through the grass. She is nearly as much of a deterrent as My German Shepherd or Chow were-she’s not quite as big or as ferocious-even though she wasn’t bred to be a guard like they were. For those things alone, I owe her the best of anything I can provide for as long as she lives.