We had gathered almost all the renegades on the ranch. Ol 45, Shaq, Madame Motley were gone. We just don’t know where Madam went. There were still some cattle that needed working but not in big bunches. They were traveling with some gentle bunches and they were on the agenda, but the boss was busy with the wind towers , the geologist, and the deer feeding program. I was most fortunate not to ...
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