The bullet, like an untamed wind, whirled about the yard. She crashed into my unsuspecting dog, barrel rolled a cat, and continued her mad dash of terror, running towards our herd of Angus cows in the pasture near the barn. “Sadie!” I yelled, “ Come here!” The bullet changed directions on a dime and came rushing at me, finally skidding to a stop, panting, next to my leg. She trotted happily along beside me as I continued walking …show more content…
I was greeted with the familiar scents of hay, manure, and grain as I entered. The din of horses whinnying, and cats meowing for food near their bowls were sounds I was used to. As I turned to get the food cup, suddenly, the blur that was Sadie, rushed in. A barking mass of wheat-gold fur and high pitched barking, charging straight towards our cornered cats. “Sadie, no!” I shouted. If she could hear me she ignored me. I continued yelling, she continued barking. The noise was horrendous, the barking of the dog, hissing of the cats, and adding to the chaos my own shouting. By then she had pinned one of my cats in the