That stout pony has a backside on him like a Kardashian!

Had an outlaw like that on my place for a couple of years. She belonged to a neighbor. He bought her at a sale, dumped her in the pen and she went over the fence before they got her in the chute for rebranding. He never saw her again. A year later I asked him if she might be his. I was never able to pen her but he popped off one evening and bragged how he and his dog could pen anything. Here is the combination to the gate!

A couple of days later he called me and had changed his tone a bit. Asked if it was ok to bring a crew in to pen her.

I made sure I was there when the great event was to occur. I like rodeos. Two pickups, two trailers and two riders showed up that morning. Thing went well until they found the cow….and then the wreck began. After running her through two of my barbed wire fences, we mutually agreed that different tactics were needed.

Round two was about a week later. A parade of horse trailers showed up at my gate. Five men, four horses and three trailers. I asked the daddy of the cow’s owner where his horse was? He just grinned and said he came for the rodeo. They also brought their secret weapon…a tranquilizer gun from the vet. One rider finally got close enough to tag her with the second dart and they eventually got a couple of ropes on her. The party still wasn’t over because she fought like the devil before they finally got her pulled up into the trailer. When they made it to the sale barn in Abilene that evening, she was still in a plenty bad mood. Put the sale barn crew over the fence.

I’m guessing that she made for some pretty tough bologna.

I used to rope those kind with a longer rope and trip them off a stout horse. Bust em hard a few times, then tie their feet together. Let em lay awhile, sit on them, have a dip and beer with my buddies. Most would learn to respect us, if not,,,sale barn they go.

There is always one like that.