So I have not really put any pictures of me trying to fit into my husbands way of life...Cowboy country. It has been very hard trying to be a cowboys wife and learning to face scary situations when it comes to branding cows. I have LOVED the horse back riding though. The horse below is Cruizer. He is the first "non babysitter" horse I have been on and I was a tiny bit scared to be riding this horse. Jon usually puts me on old, slow and reliable horses since I am new at the whole horse back riding which is why he calls them "babysitter horses". I loved riding Cruizer though and definitely know why he has the name he does. He is super fast!
We rounded up a bunch of cows and their babies that day so that we could brand them. I had to learn to stop shaking in my boots as I was fending off some pretty angry mothers while Jon branded their babies. Let me tell you, the look in a mother cows eyes when you are hurting their baby is not the most comforting feeling. It took all my will power not to turn up some dust while running to jump outside of the gate to safety as the mother started stepping towards me and Jon. But a wife has to do what a wife has to do and my job was to protect Jon from the furious mother. Here are some of the cows I think the horns scare me the most.
So I thought I was doing a good job that day with keeping my cool around angry mothers wanting revenge to the people hurting their baby, but Jon thought he needed to push me a little more. He made me learn how to throw a cow. I know this little thing looks harmless, but to me at that time, I felt like he was asking me to tackle a big ol grizzly bear to the ground. This time I was shaking in my boots and there was no hiding it. Luckily, I was able to face that fear, and I grabbed the baby by his tail and knocked him to the ground and sat on him. Jon tied his feet, but I got him to the ground. YAY ME!! It doesn't look like it in this picture but I think I remember being so scared I had a tear run down my cheek. Amazing what I will do to make my honey proud of me. Hopefully I will not freak out the next time I have to throw down a cow.
And the last picture I am posting is my battle wound. As we were out riding one day, a tree decided to reach its limbs out to me and strike me in the face. No worries though, I tackled that one to the ground and I won the fight. What adventures we have! I love them and love the man I am married to even more even though I have to go through scary cowboy life situations.
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A cowboys wife. That reminded me of something I saw on my mission. We were at a members house and they showed us a cook book that a lady put together. I guess she is commonly known but I don't know what her name was. But she married a farmer or cowboy as well and she had a story of how she transitioned into that position. She is now a professional cook and a cook to her husband.
huh that is interesting. I need to get ahold of that cook book and see what she has made for her cowboy. Try to remember her name for me if you can.
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