Baxter Black

A cowboy is the way he is
because he works with stock.
He’s learned it’s best to ease along

There’s nothing like an evening of calving to promote the romantic image of the cowboy. Right, ladies?

Don invited a nice woman out to his ranch in Alberta for an evening of candlelight, wine and canned bean dip.

ATTN: This is addressed to teenagers, tuba players and grown-ups in the news media who have gotten great giggles out of the story cow flatulence is a danger to mankind. It can be expected from those who have the attention span of a Bartlett pear, but tuba players should know better.

It was one of those two o’clock mornin’ calls: “Looked like everything was comin’ jes fine, Doc, then he got stuck. Could you come?”

Prejudice is a funny thing. When a city slicker or a dude comes meanderin’ into the Montana bar in Glasgow, he’s liable to get a lot of hard stares. But I’m here to tell ya, when the shoe’s on the other foot, it can be mighty uncomfortable.

It doesn’t make much difference how fast a horse can run if the jockey doesn’t cross the finish line with him.

Annie is a jockey and horse trainer of good reputation. She passed along this story about a horse we’ll call Tango Sed.