| Letters and Diary Non-Fiction posted February 3, 2025 |
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Let Me Tell You About My Day
Fractured Pasture Rapture
by Tom Horonzy
Let me tell you about my day...
You may find this story somewhat absurd, but three years ago a Brahman/Angus cow was found wandering around on the golf course that abuts our property. A day, no two, passed by when some rodeo low handicapper decided to hogtie the gal. He did successfully, but a little later, a PETA representative unleashed said bovine stating it was a cruel and unreasonable way to treat an expectant mother-to-be.
Later that day, she wandered onto the paved road fronting Nevertheless Acres, our sixty-seven-acre farm. The wife and I tried leading the stray away from oncoming traffic down our crushed stone drive. We failed. The she-cow high-tailed it away into a fallow field across from our home into some woods. We thought no more of her, until...
Two nights later, just after midnight, emergency lights lit the sky, like fireworks. My curious wife and I, were not surprised and surmised the le fem cow had met its end. We moseyed down our stone-crushed drive to get a low-down of the tragic end. We were wrong.
As we closed the gap in our John Deere hats, our herd of fifty or so Herefords was bellowing loudly, peering across a barbed-wire fence listening to a solo, operatic refrain from the jet-black escapee who yawped like a woman delivering a baby rather than an aria performance of La Traviata.
Anyhow, let me continue. Between the sheriff, a neighbor, the wife, and I, along with two passersby, we more or less surrounded the beast, and s l o w l y walked it to and through a pasture gate.
She bounded forward, beneath the bright light of a deputy's searchlight, kicking her heels to join a multitude of other mothers-to-be with glee.
The air quieted down. We returned to our bed with drowsy heads glad to have a happy ending, we thought.
Morning arrived and to our surprise, we had added not one, but two very black bovines to our white-faced, tawny-colored herd of Herefords. The delivered calf was male. The importance of this fact will come to light shortly.
A week later, a breeder of rodeo bulls, stopped and claimed the cow was his. He wanted to bring his horsemen to leash the beasts and take them to his home on the range. "That will be fine," Paw said, "but you'll do it without horses, as we don't want our pregnant gals to be upset."
The man set a corral and penned the mama cow but her newborn had no mind to oblige. Two days later, the owner surrendered and went home with his devirginized heifer leaving us a motherless baby.
Well, the calf was a persistent bugger, butting its head where it wasn't wanted, nipping a sip from a teat of one cow before moving on to another mother, who unwillingly shared what milk she had between her own newborn and the invasive cad.
Three years later, the cadful lad has homogenized half our herd into a mixed breed of beefier beeves. and has muscled himself to weigh fifteen hundred pounds. The sire is to be admired, fer sur, for his salaciousness is endless, twenty-four-seven.
Anyhow, regarding today, we remain blessed with a gift that keeps on giving, as one became two, then three with more to come we believe. Buck is a very virile and contented bull!
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The story is true.
The collage is my own photography showing the calf, our tractor, Buck gleaming milk from another mother. The result of mixed breeding and BUCK in the midst of his harem.
Nevertheless Acres: ref: Matt 26:39 ... "Yet not as I will, but as you will."
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and 2 member cents. The collage is my own photography showing the calf, our tractor, Buck gleaming milk from another mother. The result of mixed breeding and BUCK in the midst of his harem.
Nevertheless Acres: ref: Matt 26:39 ... "Yet not as I will, but as you will."
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