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The Divine Bovine MoosLetter Articles might
make you laugh ~
And they might make you think ~
They should, at least, make you think about laughing ~
Or laugh at what the
cows are thinking. ~
One evening Mr. Rancher was at an event where guests were
welcomed and drinks and dinner were served.
During the dinner conversation, Ms. Guest, who talked incessently
about her horses, revealed that she had brought them to Montana from California without having them inspected. She complained
loudly about the "rude" stock inspector who quarantined her pets due to her negligence in bringing them to our state
without proper vaccinations. - Imagine! She talked about her tack and other "horse-y" things. She kept the
rest of the diners from having to suffer from that embarrassing silence often endured at these dinners.
Mr. Rancher, who is very patient, listened politely to
Ms. Guests' horse tirade.
Rancher felt a little uncomfortable when he realized that he had forgotten to remove his hat at the table. He, being
a gentleman, knew he should remove it, but didn't want to touch his new Silver Belly Stetson at that point because he had
been enjoying the appetizers - finger food - deep fried Rocky Mountain Oysters. (Incidentally, they are not made from
the bulls' fingers.)
to Ms. Guest for his breach of etiquette, at which time she leaped at the opportunity to question him about his horses, because,
after all, he had started the conversation with his apology. He said "Yes" he had horses,
and "No", he didn't want to share their names, explaining instead, "Our horses are like tools. We value them,
we use them when we need them and we don't abuse them. We treat them well, as we know we'll have to use them again."
That about summed up his "horse-y" talk.
Ms. Guest was left a little wanting,
and suggested that maybe if he paid more attention to his horses, he'd be more qualifed to wear that hat he was sporting.
Now MRS. Rancher was sitting nearby, and being one who is not used to
being on the listening end of the conversation, had heard all the "horse-y" talk she could stand. Having had
her fill of both nuts and Ms. Guest, and knowing that Mr. Rancher was about full up, too, she
felt it was her wifely duty to put a stop to Ms. Guest's filibuster.
wiped the grease off her chin, pointed her finger at Mr. Rancher's hat and said "that's a COWboy hat, not a horse
Ms. Guest moved
to another table for the main dish and Mr. Rancher smiled appreciatively at Mrs. Rancher as they enjoyed their steak dinner
in peace and quiet.
"Cowboys - without cows, they'd just be boys".
... Remember, if I don't see you in the future, I'll see you in the pasture.....
There's No One Else To Blame:
lyrics and original music were written and recorded by Judy L Williams
lead vocals* and harmonies were performed and recorded by Judy, as was all the music.
The promotional material, packaging and CDs were designed, created, duplicated
and printed by Little Prints Charming, owned
and operated by Judy L Williams.
(*An exception to this is in the song "The
Neighbor's Bovines" on which the male bovine part
was performed by Rick Ellison. Rick
accepts none of the blame.)
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