We worked, we lived, and I am still sore and tired!

We went, we worked, we lived, and I am still sore and tired! Yes, we answered Don Parker’s plea for help and spent two days, and for me 8 pounds of flesh, working his newly delivered and wild bovine! It was an adventure and one I probably never will be able to accomplish again in this lifetime. Maybe never again for the offspring as the times have left that endeavor back in the past.

I believe the working ranches out in the states of Arizona, Utah and those north of there may still work as we did long ago. They are big outfits that buy and ship by the load constantly and are broken in for that type of work. They don’t raise beef by the drop like we do in our area, they go for barrels of beef! I hope to see one of those actions someday, from the fence in a pickup truck with an air conditioner or heater!

We drove home the first night but some of the cowboys stayed at a motel that Don had arranged for the help. I don’t know where he found the fellers but they were good at what they did! We followed their directions and tried to stay out of the way mostly! I got kicked by a mad steer, not tapped but slammed against the fence. Lived over it and wanted to cry but didn’t! My close relative made some remarks about the marks on my poor old skinny body!

The cattle were sure mixed as to breeds but all weighed between five and six-fifty. We were pleased to see some without floppy ears, maybe fifteen out of two semi loads! They will do well through the summer and fall and maybe go to a feedlot then. I didn’t question Don about his plans as that man was busy. He is a good Christian feller and makes hard work a practice! We seldom see him still even when we have meals together!

I am glad we went, as were the offspring. I couldn’t tell we suffered any loss by being absent around here for a couple of days as the barn cats and Snip were still in great shape! My close relative announced she kept on a schedule for feeding and suggested I follow her conduct accordingly!

I went to the sale barn this morning, watched for a couple of hours or so, and then stopped at the coffee emporium on the way home. The round table sat empty of heroes and trail riders. Sally said they were all staying home until they could get their vaccinations. I wonder how peaceful their homes are since the close relatives are now having the male half underfoot all day!

It is my opinion, and everyone has one, that woman that cooks at the sale barn smiles and makes all those old fellers, me included, smile back! She knows how to spread sunshine and does! She is a great cook, a nice sight when you walk in the door. I appreciate her bright aprons, gray hair piled high and that big smile! She is the picture of what a wonderful cook at a sale barn should be! I ate her special, beans and fried potatoes, drank tea and then had pie. What a good time I enjoyed at the sale! I love watching cattle sell!

Smile, your teeth need the air!