In the spring of 2014, many people are making their way back from Hardin, Montana, where they were paying tribute to Dick LaFrance. Dick was a good veterinarian, an opinionated old cuss, a good man, and a good friend to many. I have heard my father use the word “hero” to describe very few people, but…
Tag: working cattle
Bring ’em Boys, or Why Oh Why Did I Listen to My Mother
Why oh why you should always listen to your mother…
Fall Gathering, or Sagebrush Meditations
Sam and Monica still do lots of things the old way, using horses to gather to gather up the cattle. Sam may own a four-wheeler, but he is much more at home on a horse. Dad once described him as a “pretty fancy calf roper,” and I think he still is. But last weekend, Sam…
A Hot Pink Squeeze Chute, and That Ain’t No Bull
A few years ago, I was on the phone with Megan, a vet tech at the clinic. She made mention of being on the backroads and saw (wait for it) a pink….squeeze….chute. No joke, and it didn’t look like someone’s idea of a practical joke. Someone had taken the thing apart, sanded it down, painted…
Strayhounds 