The Pore Cow !The General Manager of the outfit I managed a ranch for here in Central Arkansas some 20 odd years ago had come down to help me worm some cows. Yep there she was looking like an Ace Reid Cartoon with her ribs showing and her high hip bones sticking out. We just rode up close to her and he pitched a loop over her head and when he tightened the slack she just fell over. Now being the Professional cowman that I am I saw no need to heel her because she was just laying there not even kicking. I stepped off the bay gelding I was riding and hit her with a big dose of Ivomec under her scrawny hide . Now Ray and Brenda were visiting about kids and whats fer lunch stuff sitting on their horses while I did the Dirty work. I waved Ray in and went to pull the rope off the pore cows head. Now My big bay gelding I had just traded for kinda let the rollers go in his nose as I bent to take the loop off the pore cow. Now it was pretty Cool that morning and I had a light jacket on that was a little tight but not so tight I had trouble getting the rope off the Satans Wife scrawny worthless nasty PORE piece of cow hockey that suddenly got her wind back. She rose from the dead in one quick move, the bay snake I was riding left for parts unknown without me. The Boss and my loving wife got out of there too leaving only one target in the middle of 40 acres. Now me and the danged cow were fixing to get Acquainted in a face to my body encounter and She looked like one of them Mexican fighting bulls as she came for me. Her eyes were red as fire and snot was running out of her nose and she was foaming at the mouth. There was liquidy green stuff shooting out her back end too. It was a no Win thing for me. Well I almost curled up like a girl and cried BUT I had my coat on. Now I shucked it in the flash of an eye and Got in my best Bull fighters pose and wrapped that coat over the witchs head as I ran down her side yelling for some support from the folks horseback. Now they were amused, highly amused at my predicament almost to the point of falling off their horses as I ran past them. Well I stopped to look back and the Piece of Hide and Bone was killing my coat that looked like a rag on her head. Yep Things kinda just happen.
Posted on: Wed, 16 Jul 2014 14:38:09 +0000