Got home a little while ago. Had to take a shower right away, I was working at chute next to the vet. Splattered with cow crap from the top of my hat to the tip of my shoes.

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Well when I got there at noon the riders were bringing in the last of the cows. Found out that our friend and his gf were out til 2 am partying.
Went into the kitchen and there was a large walmart cold meat platter, rolls and chips. :shock: That was lunch. Didn't tell him that I brought a hot meal til a little while later.
The guys who were there were very apprecative. A few of them even told me that they would take a hot meal over a cold lunch any day.
Went out with our friend to bait in the corral the last of the cows. Got to talking with him and told him I had brought lunch. He asked me why and I told him because last time there was nothing to eat. Told him how the gf never offered us anything to eat until he came in the house. He said there is alot of tension between myself and the gf. Told him that was no excuse to not at least offer my daughter something to eat.
Told him this is the last time I would bring anything over to eat. He asked why. I told him that I was not the only person insulted by her kitchen b*tch remark and I was not going to feed his work crews just so she could be lazy. He was shocked and I pointed out to him that there were no other wives out there. That I was the only one. She had made her remark to all the rest and there is no way any of them are coming back to help him as long as she is there. So far I am the only friend he has; pardon the expression; with a set of balls to tell him the truth.
Took us over 5 hours to work his cows and calves. No the gf was not much help. She just walked around with a hot shot in one hand and my prod pole in the other. We had to keep yelling for her to get over by the chute and make a cow move forward. She was always talking or doing something else. At one point after the vet yelled 3 times for something to get a cow to move I walked up to her and snatched my pole out of her hand and told her to either get to work or get the h*ll out of the way. She left for a couple hours after that. Found out she took a nap.
After she came back she was still standing around just talking and barely doing anything. Between the vet and myself we both pretty steamed by the end of it all. Really didn't help when she finally did give one of the cows a poke with the hot shot, she just didn't know when to stop. We had one cow get on the fight big time and just about jump out of the squeeze chute.
It was pretty warm today, those 4 of us on the chute kept asking for water and the lazy gf wouldn't go and get us any.
Well kato after my pointing out that the ranch wives want nothing to do with her I could see that he was embarrased.
mrj he has 6 kids. The oldest will be 16 on the 8th and the youngest is 4. The only talk I want to give her is to hit the road and never come back. I have been watching this for almost a year and the more I see and learn about her as a person the more I have come to not trust and flat out hate her. I tried the kindness, but that doesn't mean I'm going to be her doormat. She dumps his kids on any person she can. I know beacuse she did it to me at the fair.
I did try to give her a chance, but anybody who has ever had their "gut instinct" kick in and tell you something, you learn to listen to it. Well mine kicked in the first night I met her at his place and it hasn't stopped since.
I know from what he has told me and others have told me, she gets extermely abusive when she is drunk and mad. I just got that feeling she is going to go from verbal to physical the next time she gets drunk and mad at him.