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Created on: June 06, 2008
Cowboy, you'all rounding up the cattle for spring. Jed, the cowboy looked down at his boots as he folded his bandana handkerchief and knotted it around thhis neck. Go get them cowboy andthe rodeo began. For Jed to catch and brand his cattle he had to be able to rope them in heavy bush or in a moving herd. The corwds cheered in exicitement as he rounded-up the steer and rode a bronco. Go get them cowbooy! Ye hah!
At the ranch Tom, Jed's son spent the whole day milking the cows. Mayabell was his black and white holstein-friesian cow and the cream - colored Jersey name as Annabelle. For the amount
of food they ate Clemintine the goat gives us far more milk than Mayabelle and Annabelle.
The pigs were wallowing in their muddy places. Tom called his sister Annie to come and help him but Annie was busy feeding the calves and playing by the pond with the ducks and geese. Gosh, said Tom I'm going to have to do everything myself. Rover called Tom, rover, rover come over, where are you?, yelled Tom. Rover was the pet prairie dog that his dad brought home. Come on, help me with the sheep! Rover was in the barn sleeping and came running when he heard Tom. Go get the sheep Rover, good boy. Tom opened the gate so that the sheep could enter the yard.
Dad showed up yonder and shouted, "Tom wait I'll give you a hand. Ted was riding a horse named Maverick. Are you back from the rodeo already, exclaimed Tom, I an so glad to see you, I couldn't manage the farm by myself. You did a good job so, i will take you hunting later today. Oh, boy!, dad i would love that, can we go right away? Get's go then son.
Jed and Tom followed a long trail once used by the Indians. It lead them deep into the forest. What's that footprint, asked Tom. It was a footprint of a large black bear. Watch out, said Jed the black bear's are dangerous. As they continued they stumbled on a pack of wild buffalo. Run shouted Jed we are getting near a stampede. Maverick Jed's horse started to buck, Tom's horse Cantle went galloping quickly in the opposite direction. I'll meet you beyond the lake, Jed shouted to Tom. The herds of Buffalo finally disappeared.
Exhausted from their chase they finally reached the lake and Jed and Tom got off their sattles and sat down. Gosh, that was dangerous, we could have been killed. I know son. Let's go for a walk.
The lake was nice and refreshing. They both sat down and put their tired feet in the water. That felt good. Look at the geese said Tom, do you have any bread to feed them dad?.
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