one freezing night in Montana, Buckee, the loyal cattle dog, was guarding the sheep while his owner slept inside. The wind howled through the yard, carrying the faint crunch of paws in the snow. Buckee’s ears perked up—then he saw them. A pack of coyotes had slipped through the fence, their glowing eyes only feet away from the frightened sheep. Without a second thought, Buckee launched himself forward, barking and growling with everything he had. The coyotes scattered, snapping and snarling, but