Sam,
Truly sorry for the loss of Whitey. Had his twin for many years. When I had to go to work in town full time, he didn’t have much to do so he’d go help the neighbors when they were working cattle. Long after he was gone I heard a lot of stories about him. The only time a good dog really lets you down is in their passing.

“My horn is full and my pouch is stocked with ball and patch. There is a new, sharp flint in my lock and my rifle and I are ready. It is sighted true and my eyes can still aim.”
Kaywoodie