The one time the cattle got strung out...it was too hot to move cows, all they wanted to do was eat!
Sommer's bridge...
We left Price's at 5:30 a.m. and got here about twelve thirty. Then we were another hour sorting and paring. I always guard the gate onto the Mesa, and count them as they go through it. I was dead meat when we went to the house to eat. DeeAnn and Dawn had brought the meal (a meal I look forward to all year) over from their place and served us in Jonita's house. When we got home I dropped on the couch and slept..I didn't hear Bob get up to take the horses back to the pasture or go irrigate or anything.
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A gorgeous day and wonderful ride. I can just feel how tuckered out you must have been.
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