Rescuing Rusty

I’ve stopped training Ghost. She and Blossom have started trying to run me over. The resource guiding and over enthusiasm has reached the point of being dangerous. The whole herd…

We slept a little late the morning of the fourth. Finishing breakfast about seven thirty the phone rang. It was m father in law, he might need some help. There…

This last week has been long. It’s been hot. It’s been exhausting. I did get to ride a couple of times and even work cows on Rusty which is always…

Or not. Almost though, in  name if nothing else. We went out to check the cows. One of our cows had a calf. It was up and standing next to…

I’ve been sharing stories of mad cows and dying calves. Those are the exceptions, the odd ones out that make for a good story. I feel like I should tell…

At least it wasn’t snowing. Much. That was something. It was cold though, bitterly so. I was finishing my lap through the cows. Nothing was going on. The one calf…

The calf lay alone on the hillside. Still and quiet he hid as baby calves do. Never moving except his eyes as they followed me around. I needed his mom…