"Sometimes I take an opportunity to say good-bye to the cattle and wish them a safe journey. "Well, good-bye, you morons. It was nice having you here at the ranch, but it'll be even nicer having you gone. You ate all our grass and taking care of you was a pain in the neck. Good-bye, good riddance, and don't ever come back."
Something like that. Just a few words, heh heh, to let them know...SLAM! Huh? Someone had...the driver had shut the...Hey! Open the door! Wait a minute, there'd been a big...
"I felt the truck moving. I barked the alarm but the stupid steers were bawling and carrying on, and nobody heard me. We gathered speed. We were moving past the house. I could see Sally May out in her yard. Little Alfred was standing beside her. They waved good-bye to the driver. Hey! Help! I was trapped!"
Hear two new songs, "The Fling Song" and "Buzzard Chant".
©2001 John R. Erickson (P)2001 John R. Erickson