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Right off the bat, things went to heck in a handbasket. We had gathered a bunch of cattle to move into the next pasture.
I was mounted on my horse near the gate counting cows as they came through. In the distance there seemed to be a problem.
A cow and her calf abandoned the herd to dash off into the distance. A junior member of our firm took off in hot pursuit.
The cow turned, the calf turned, the horse turned, the loose saddle turned, and the Kosmo Kid bit the dust.
He said it didn't taste good. Ol' Sundance spooked and made a wide circle of the pasture at a rapid rate of speed.
It looked like the saddle might be done for. All that happened was that the Blevins buckles came loose allowing the stirrup leathers
and stirrups to fall free. Only the tree of the saddle made the trip underneath the horse and it wasn't hurt.
The only casualties were one broken bridle rein, a Blevins buckle that needs repaired, and the wounded pride of a cowboy.
Now when Ken Overcast says, "And don't forget to check your cinch," this young man will listen. :wink:

The whole morning was a shambles. This young five-year-old cow laid in a bull hole wrong, tipped upside down, and kicked the bucket.

After a few wrinkles were out of the way

We continued on with business as usual.

Trailing across a meadow

Cooling their heels, as if their heels needed to be cooled.

A different horse and a different saddle gave the Kosmo Kid a whole different outlook.

Frog dressed in camo

A couple of able assistants
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