Had a request for a ranch story.. here ya go..
Last night I didn’t get home till about 10:30.. long day of everything.. ahh homebound finally… I drive past the corrals heading to our house and notice the bovines are all camped around the corrals… now this isn’t unusal…but… this summer those damn calves have tested us… so… I decide to run through the yard to just make sure all is well. XM in Black Betty is blasting 80’s on 8…all looks well until I make the turn pointing the lights into another pen..lots of little eyes staring back at me. What the.. what the hell.. I studied the situation. Mamas all camped outside of the corrals and damn near all the babies inside the corrals. How? I squinted and stared. I instinctively get out to see what I can do.. in the glow of Black Betty’s lights. Bawling bovines cover up Rick Springsteen blaring out of Black Betty. I step out onto the ground and my flip flops slide into the mud from a fresh rain. My nice dress pants soaking up the water. Frig… the cows blinded by the lights see my shadow in front of them that now looks about 200 feet high in front of them. They all jump up and come at me. tails in the air. Shit. I should have rethought this… but… all cows now out of the way and me unscathed… but, needless to say all the calves also turned tail and ran the other way. Rewind to this summer The Stauff decided to rebuild a wall in our corrals… the one that leads out to our meadow… long story short the welder died so we are regrouping and no finished fence yet. This pen is the same pen all the calves ran to. So, me in my flip-flops go tromping through the weeds searching for these little bastards. As I get further away from the lights my brain says.. “hey, you suppose snakes are out?”. Every ounce of my being froze. Oh my geezus I thought, what the hell am I doing. My other part of my brain tossed it aside and said “walk taller”. Whatever..So I did. I slowly walked in praying that the calves were still around. I saw a few shadows making rounds. I softly haw’ed them..until I knew I was behind them, then the haw got louder. pretty soon they spun on a heel and took off to their mamas.. I looked around.. nothing more lurking. Whoop.. I was ecstatic that A) the calves got out and B) I hadn’t been bitten by a snake yet. So I go back to the first pen. I glance up at the light beams blinding me.. At the same time one of the mama’s starts coming towards me on a mission. Now she looked 200 feet to me. I haw’ed and threw hands the best I could and she just stood there looking at me. I looked at her and figured out she was missing her child still… I say, “look.. I will go look again.. but that sum bitch could be in the meadow in which case you two will catch up tomorrow”. I haw’d her back far enough I could run check the pen without her coming after me and then her getting into the meadow..I was in stealth mode.. nothing.. fuuuuggggg.. something caught my eye in another pen. Ahaha.. I looked back at mama and made a run for the calf.. we squared off in an accompanying pen.. SteveO.. now this is the wild child that was in the basement with me when he was born.. all grown up and this little bastard gives zero shits.. he will get into trouble just cause he can.. so again.. real slow and I walk him out of the pen and into the pen open to the meadow.. he sees his mama and kicks his feet and blows out. I finally get back to Black Betty with mud covering me.. mud splatterd on my face from the calves flying past me.. I shut all the gates and listen to nothing. Calves are all sucking getting a late supper and cows are content. I hollered at them, “you are all welcome”.. now to get all the mud, cow shit and green weed stains out of my work pants. Oh and I fixed the hole in the fence tonight while SteveO was standing in the middle of it. bastards..