The Better to Hear You With, My Dear

I’ve always loved that line in Little Red Riding Hood. It’s come to mind quite a lot this spring (and every spring) when I’m out looking at the pairs. My, what big ears they have…

We are officially finished with branding and pre-breeding vaccinations. I successfully sprained my ankle for the second year in a row on this very same weekend. This time it was even bad enough I went to the clinic in Ennis to get it checked. Not broken, so that’s something. How I did it involves cutting off a bull’s broken horn that had gotten infected. It’s a dandy of a story.

It’s finals week here at Montana State University. Good luck to all and best wishes to this semester’s graduates!!
Yours in travel,

The Asphalt Cowgirl

“Now our windshield’s a painting that hangs in our room, It changes each mile like the radio tune” —Rodeo Moon, Chris Ledoux

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