We were out shooting a tile line today that crossed properties owned by 3 different people. Everyone whose land the tile is on is agreeing to fix it .
Our tile contractor brings his dog along on the these jobs. Another farmer whose land this tile crosses and I were helping shoot the tile line, mainly by watching the dog  run around and griping about the weather.
And then my neighbor said, “We had to have our dog put down last night.”
“Aw, geez, I’m sorry,” I said.
And he told me about their dog, how he was old and sick, and they’d been to vet and then late last night to the emergency vet clinic. And that the dog was a rescue and they’d had him for 7 years.
Then he blinked and looked over the fields and said, “It’s sad.”
Our families have farmed side by side for over 60 years that I know of, and I realized I hardly knew him, and I wished that I knew him better.
1. Other neighbors whose land drains into this tile, but the tile doesn’t actually cross their land, are choosing not help repair it. So the 3 of us will pay 5 figures each to fix it, and they’ll get a free ride. What you gonna do?
2. Leon. A Springer Spaniel. He’s a Good Dog.