He was the last burro left in the dusty corral.
12. An implement dealer who insists on being paid in bales of hay.
"Those blue jackets represent more than their accomplishments, awards and talent. They stand for good character, a strong work ethic and someone with whom you’d cross the river."
Yeah, he wished he was a cowboy but just at times like this
How do you explain Thanksgiving to a 3 year old?
"They discussed the cattle business and bad-mouthed the government, as usual. Pretty soon they got to discussin’ mutual acquaintances."
"That jerky you been chewin’ up … could I just try a bit? / I fancy I’m a connoisseur with tongue and palate fit"
"Wayne lay flat on his back in a two-section pasture looking up the nostrils of the foaming steer. Havoc now hung in the balance."
"It was a bad day at Black Rock that fateful Halloween. It all began the week before, the call had seemed routine."
Go Vote! And remember, “Be humble in victory and gracious in defeat” – Christopher Earle
As the service progressed, my attention was drawn to a banner that hung on the wall. It was handmade, cut from cloth and intended to be inspiring. It read, "Mount Up with Winos."
"It struck in late October like a plague of mustard gas./It started with a trickle but then soon began to mass./In pens and cattle alleys on the new receiving side,/ The fall run was beginning and there was no place to hide."
"Old age was not unkind to you. Despite the hearing loss, cataracts and stiff joints, you carried on. Sure, I had to help you get in the pickup, but you were part of the crew."
"He wore a duster that was sort of a cross between Jim Bridger's old trapping coat and Santa Ana's parade uniform. Mr. Moses guessed it weighed more than a wet hallway carpet."
I think I'd be safe in saying affirmative action doesn't have much impact in the typical feedlot. The women working there earn their place.
I'm sure there was a time when farmers gladly supplied their neighbors with enough lemons, strawberries and avocados to keep 'em in guacamole and shortcake each growing season.
"Words ... like burrs under a blanket, like nails in a coffin. Like a single match in a sea of gasoline."
When the crew came toward the cookhouse Hazel shut and locked the door.
"My favorite description that defines a cowboy is someone who can replace a uterine prolapse in a 1000-pound cow on the open range armed with nothin' but a rope and a horse"
"By the third hole, we’d traded our golf cart in for an all-terrain vehicle and the rest of our foursome was driving an armored personnel carrier."
When the market crashed in 1975, Richard had a ranch, feedlot, dairy, potatoes, alfalfa and a packing house. Here we sit 45 years later and not much has changed.
The other day on the internet, I saw an old commercial of a semi truck that had these words painted on the side: Jonny Kat Kitty Litter.