Yes, sir, I saw one today - a real cowboy, with real cowboy boots, in real tight wranglers, with a real Stetson cowboy hat, and an Aussie pooch running along beside him.
It was evening, Long horn bulls were loose in the pasture, and the real cowboy and his trusty dog had come out to do their cowboy round’em up thing.
The thing is, the cowboy wasn’t riding on horse.
The thing is, instead of riding a wild Arabian black beauty – he was on a golf cart.
He’d ride right up to them bull butts, and the bulls would flick their tails like they would at a fly.
Finally one would move, but the other would stay.
So the cowboy followed the one bull around the pasture trying to guide him towards the barn, but it’d circle right back to the other, and the whole tail flicking process would start over again.
I laughed so hard people probably thought I’d done had a heat stroke, and that’s when he looked over and saw me.
I stopped laughing.
He gave me a wide Texas smile and the two-finger salute.
I gave him a Seattle grin and a slight wave.
And off he rode on his golf cart, into a humid Texas sunset, without his bulls.
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