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| Got the first call mid afternoon--hey there's cattle on the highway, might be yours. Drop everthing and head down, sure enough, they're ours. 12 head out. They're outside another pasture with cornfield and no fence around them. Plan A fails and they disappear into the corn. Go home, fix fence and go back. they'll surely go back to the other cattle, right? Well, 2 did, other ten went to find a drink (it is 95 degrees) a little ways away. Plan B catches 10. Feeling pretty fortunate. Plan C has 2 at the gate to the neighbors pasture, looking in at the heifer occupants, then heading out through the cornfield at sundown. Still only a 1/4 mile from the highway, but at least they were going away from it at last sighting and dusk. I guess plan D is try to sleep and hope and pray the phone doesn't ring before morning. So if you see a couple of 8 wt black steers...catch em and call me in the morning. | |
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