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Love My Horse – Molasses Trail Treats


Now, I mentioned that not all of my recipes would be for cowboys and cowgirls.  This treat is actually for your HORSE.

This is a sweet treat that can be used on the trail or in the barn.  It has a long shelf life and doesn’t get smooshed from being packed in saddle bags or panniers.

To the recipe

 

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The Cowboy Way


The Cowboy Way

     A GOOD COWBOY will go beyond the call of duty and even put himself in harm’s way to help a suffering beast.  Doug and Patty run a ranch in that big wide country in Eastern New Mexico.  Last spring they’d received several loads of cow-calf pairs.  The weather was against them and the calves went to scourin’.

     The cows were turned out in a big pasture.  Treating the calves wasn’t easy.  The morning of the incident, their neighbor, Caleb, came to help.  He was ridin’ a big mule.  They watched for a minute and confirmed the calf was, in fact, afflicted.  Doug eased up and dropped a lazy loop around his neck.  It is a strange but almost predictable occurence that a calf, who appears to be on the edge of his last breath can suddenly become a dynamo of jack rabbit speed and mad-dog energy when suddenly caught with a rope.

     Doug pulled the horn knot tight on his saddle as the calf slashed back and forth like a 200 pound marlin on the end of his line.  Caleb was haulin’ back on his mule to git outta the way.  Not in time.  The calf went around the outside of the mule and dang near toppled him before they jumped clear.  The mule took off in high gear!  Caleb was mashin’ on the brakes.  You could smell ’em burnin’ as he disappeared over a swell.

     Doug kept his pony facin’ the calf ’til it tangled the rope in some brush.  “Quick, Patty!”, Doug instructed.  “Flank him and give him a Sudafed and some L.A. 200!”

     Patty, who’s a good cowboy herself, dismounted, went down the rope and flanked the calf just as it’s mamma arrived, registering her disapproval.  She was blowin’ snot as Patty maneuvered around tryin’ to keep the calf between herself and mamma.

     Doug saw Caleb out of his peripheral vision, racing back to the scene.  “Great”, he thought.  “Help’s on the way.”

     The mule was still out of control, on auto pilot, so to speak.  He never slowed but instead jumped the stretched rope like a steeple-chaser.  Caleb never shifted his seat and disappeared out the other direction.

     Patty had managed to give the shot and peel off the rope, but the cow gave her a good roll anyway before chasing off after her darlin’ baby.

     I was lookin’ at Patty while Doug was tellin’ me this story.  She nodded with that resigned look I often see in ranch women’s eyes.

     I said, “By gosh, Doug.  Yer’ a heck’uva cowboy!  You did all that and never got off yer’ horse.”

     Doug said, “Yup.  I was trainin’ him.”

 Cowboy Common Sense ~ a reprint from Western Horseman October 2002 Issue

This article and many others by Baxter Black can be found at www.westernhorseman.com

 
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Posted by on February 27, 2011 in Cowboy Gossip

 

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