Quote of the Week

Wednesday was the day from hell.  I'm not gonna lie, it got me down and stomped all over me.  Literally and  figuratively.  I'm not going to go into details because a bad day cowboying still beats a good day with a town job.

At one point QT and I were trying (emphasis on trying) to bring some heavy cows to the house.  QT doesn't ride much on his own, but was doing his best on TR's  "Only good horse left" Cowboy.  After nearly being brushed off in the willows twice and losing his hat again, I told him to just leave it.  We were almost to the gate and the cows were about to break (again).  I decided it would be in my best interest to just go back and get it later.  The snow was over my knees every time I got off to retrieve the hat, and I was tired of chasing cows through the deep snow and worrying about QT keeping up and not falling off.

Things really fell apart after that.  One heifer went one way, the rest of the cows went another and about the time I had them to the gate, QT was sitting in the gate and wouldn't move.  I finally lost the heifer I needed.  Then I got QT out of the gate and out of the way.  I locked what was left in the corral and went to gather up QT and his hat.

He was sitting on Cowboy and looked just like the end of the trail.  Reins were dropped over the horn, head hanging down.  He looked pretty pitiful.  So I reached over and touched his arm and told him how much I appreciated his help and was glad he was there.  He looked at me and said "I'm just trying to be a cowboy mom and I don't even have a hat!"