Well, I’m not sure how to say this but it is coming to the end of an era for this old cowgirl. We’re moving on. The politics have made things too miserable and I know it’s the right decision, although a tough one.
It’s not from lack of working hard or doing the best we could at what we love. Still no matter how hard you try, you’ll never please everyone or maybe even most ones. I’m not sure what the deal was here. But I know what we did for them and it has been good. We leave everything better than we found it when it comes to improvements in trailer, fences, grass, and even cows. I do regret not getting one corral gate fixed that a bull broke off right in the middle. Now it will be too hard in the snow and cold now to get it done before we go.
There was one young stir-the-pot that had quite the mad-on, the one I mentioned in the post about cruelly stepping on the calf’s nose, that I know will be glad when we are out of here, a few other dubious characters that think they will have a lot easier picking without our eagle eyes, and the kids that terrorize the cows with dirt bikes and quads that we have caught, maybe even the antelope hunters that shoot through the cows and us.
Guys that want the job will be happy. I wish them the best cause they are cowboys like us (hopefully) and not just a relative or friend of someone who thinks they would like to be. Just a little advise: it’s a tough one and from what I’ve seen, impossible for one man, although that is all the board is willing to pay for. Bring a good wife.
I think who ever else is glad didn’t know enough to know about cows or grass or running a big herd to realize how good they had it, but they will find out. I’m pretty sure I heard the last place we last worked had to double up on help to replace us. It’s all good. People do get what they deserve in the end and it doesn’t have to be because of anything I did. I’ll leave that all in God’s hands and know he’ll do it right.
I get to move on to better things.
We sent out a couple of resumes and the same day had 3 emails from one of the places that I would really like to work, a good ranch in cowboy country. They seem almost as excited as me but we’ll have to wait and see. I sure would appreciate a little Kneemail on our behalf if you’re so inclined.
So it’s the end of one era and the beginning of another. Hopefully it will be a good one and involve grass, cows, and good folks.
PS: Got news from my cowboy’s doctor today that he’s so healthy that for him to die anytime soon he’ll have to get shot. That made me smile, kind of.