Yesterday, late, my cowboy calls and says he has a problem (unlike the real old time cowboys the board insists, in spite of his protestations, that he carry a cell phone).
"Oh-oh!" I think. I know he's pulling Charolais bull but he sounds calm but . . . odd. "What?"I ask.
"Well, it's kind of embarrasing," He tells me.
So now I really am wondering what's going on. "Yaa?" I quiz.
"Well, it's my bull whip. . . it's stuck in this bulls tail."
I smile but try not to sound like I am, "Oh ya?"
"Can you come out and make sure I get him in?"
I tell him, ya, and head out to the gate, with my camera. I took a picture but I knew better than to ask.
"I suppose you're going to blog that?" he grumbles.
"Yup," I smile.
9 comments:
Hehe. :)
oh my, too funny!
hehe...our men just love the blog! That's funny!
Well I guess that's proof that it is a "bull" whip!
Lol! My hubby doesn't even ask anymore, he knows if the camera is out, it's probably gonna be on the blog. ;)
Tell him he should have dallied up is all.
Anything is fair blogging fodder...My Man knows that!
Love your stories and photos...stopped by from Shirley's at Ride a Good Horse.
haha... that's awesome... yeah I would have too :)
Anything can happen out there, even for dad! Wish I was there to lend a hand. That was pretty funny though.
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