Are You My Mother?

Remi, our female Great Pyrenees LGD (livestock guardian dog), has recently taken on a new job title—nursemaid, bodyguard, and best friend to Babydoll, our goat kid who has a broken leg.

It started during the daily milking stampede—you know, that moment when all the goats go full feeding frenzy. Picture the Jaws theme, but with hooves and slightly more attitude. Baby couldn’t keep up, what with the whole leg-in-a-cast situation, so Remi stepped in. She parked herself in the barn corner, Baby tucked safely behind her, and let out a low growl at any goat that dared get too close. The message was clear: This one’s mine.

Since Baby can’t go outside with the rest of the herd— the need to keep the cast dry amid muddy fields, and lingering puddles—Remi started staying behind too. Not because she had to. Because she wanted to. And somewhere along the way, the two of them became inseparable. I’ll often find Baby curled up in a cozy nest of Remi’s white fluff—safe, warm, and snoring like she’s a guest at a five-star hotel with a luxury bed.

Last night, it dipped a little chilly here in northern New Hampshire. I peeked into the barn, half-ready to throw extra blankets on Baby, and there she was—curled into a perfect little ball, wrapped in Remi's fur like she's snuggled into a custom-made fur sleeping bag. No blankets needed.

These Pyrs never fail to impress me. Whether they’re guarding eggs, babysitting goat kids, or treeing bears (yes, bears), they’re always watchful, always ready, and always loyal.

Honestly, it’s comforting knowing my farm runs on capable paws 24/7. Forget hired help—if I could put Remi on the payroll, she’d be Employee of the Month every single month. . . though she’d probably eat the plaque, the time clock, and most of HR before lunch.

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