Along the Navajo River, just north of Chama New Mexico, I came across these two friends in the back of a pick-up truck, and I asked the driver about them. He was a rancher, whose cattle were nearby.
He told me there was a storm there that morning, with lots of lightening, and his cow dog had been out with his cattle. He heard a loud noise, and went out to check on his herd.
The mother cow and the cow dog had been killed together by the lightening, leaving the calf and puppy behind, so he now had to be mother to both. All three were brought together by natures wildness.