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              Just couldn't pass up sending this pic! 
                I believe there isn't a photo of a horse that I don't love! Harold 
                and Joe are the newest kids on the block, and Jasper the 20-something 
                veteran is sandwiched in the middle.  | 
            
             
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              Though we're still considered to be in 
                a drought and we did have a successful calving season, it snowed... | 
            
             
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              ...and it snowed... | 
            
             
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              ...and it snowed, again... But, these 
                calves were danged tough! You gotta admire the little fellas... 
                We fed some alfalfa hay and some oat/pea bales this spring. The 
                folks from down the road in Farson, Wyoming raised it. The cattle 
                and especially the sandhill cranes, Canada geese, blackbirds...you 
                name 'em, they came to dine on the feedground! It was quite entertaining 
                to watch all the different species "grazing" right alongside 
                the cows and calves... | 
            
             
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              Been trying to finagle (Is that how you 
                spell "trick!") the kids into liking this ranching business, 
                but I think they have just about decided that dirt bikes and skateboards 
                and other cool stuff is a "mo' betta" way of stylin'... 
                However, once in a while we trick 'em into helping out around 
                the spring vaccinating chute! | 
            
             
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              More finaglin' trickery afoot, here! | 
            
             
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              Been wanting to take a pic of this old 
                "handwriting on the wall" from back in the 40s... Makes 
                me wish I had my sheep back and the wolves would go far, far away... 
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              I can guess that my son will squall like 
                a tromped on bull frog when he sees that I'm showing pics from 
                his April ACL surgery! Injured during a Karate test, then surgery, 
                now therapy, then back to Karate... A great doc did some pretty 
                awesome hamstring harvesting and fancy reconstruction while working 
                through some very small incisions! | 
            
             
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              It's that time of year, again, when many 
                miles of fence needs fixin'... What a vicious circle this can 
                be...sort of like the movie Groundhog Day when you have to keep 
                doing it over and over again...but for us, even if we get it right 
                the first time, we find ourselves back again much too soon... 
                This time of year, rain, shine, sleet, snow or hail, it can go 
                on... | 
            
             
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              ...and on and on... But never fear, Rudy 
                isn't always alone in his work...  | 
            
             
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              ...Most days he has more than enough help! | 
            
             
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              And you might be happy to know that the 
                ol' gray horse, JJ, is still putting smiles on the faces of little 
                folks who are taking their very first rides. Each winter that 
                passes, JJ has a rougher time making it through the long, dark 
                months without losing some of his summer weight. Though I feed 
                daily rations of Senior "mush" to JJ and his pasture 
                buddy, Outlaw, springtime doesn't come too soon for the aging 
                pets... Don't wanna think about their trip through next winter... | 
            
             
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              I just love moose! This cow and her calf 
                (rarely do we see calves, anymore, with wolves on the loose) stopped 
                to spend the night in the willow patch near the house. Daylight 
                was just breaking and I liked the silhouette of the pair trimming 
                away at the green shoots... | 
            
             
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              They still hadn't spotted me, so I kept 
                right on "shooting" at 'em... | 
            
             
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              Oops! Caught in the act! Ever had a moose 
                stare at you up close and personal? Through your living room window? 
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              I set up an old woodbox as a chick brooder 
                in my living room for about one week until my new flock got over 
                their jet lag due to a long trip from Caldwell, Idaho to my house 
                via Salt Lake City. Pretty hearty little hens to be tucked into 
                a box at Day One, then stamped at the USPS office in Caldwell 
                for the first leg of their journey. Guess they spent the night 
                in Salt Lake City, then were "up with the chickens" 
                so they could make the final leg to Daniel by daybreak. Must have 
                been nearly a 15-18 hour trip: all by themselves, no mom, no pop, 
                no snacks, no warm bed, just bouncin' along in the "covered 
                wagon..." nearly to my doorstep. Must have been some pretty 
                good folks lookin' after them along the way. I know our postmaster, 
                Florence (a rancher's wife!), takes excellent care of ALL our 
                packages...even if they do peep a little bit, sometimes! | 
            
             
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              I spent nearly one hour standing at the 
                kitchen sink cleaning Rocky Mt. Oysters for Rudy's supper! I know; 
                they do look gross and it does seem barbaric, but I promise that 
                everything does turn out better for man and beast alike... It's 
                a tough job, but, yep, someone's gotta do it...and... | 
            
             
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              ...fry 'em up all nice and crispy and 
                then dip 'em in cocktail sauce and they taste a lot like popcorn 
                shrimp! Yep! Gotta eat 'em... It's the test of a true cowboy or 
                cowgirl! And you say: Ya, right! And pigs can fly... | 
            
             
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              Taking care of the branding business and, 
                of course, harvesting a bucket of those good ol' Rocky Mountain 
                Oysters!  | 
            
             
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              Our local brand inspector drags a calf 
                to the fire. Bob's one heck of an all-around cowboy - does it 
                all - and is a great neighbor. And his awesome wife is our postmaster! 
                We can never repay all their good deeds... They're always here 
                for us! We are so lucky to have good neighbors! | 
            
             
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              It was a cloudy, blustery day when I rounded 
                up the Pinedale High School Rodeo team for this photo. They're 
                a fine and talented bunch of young cowboys and cowgirls. The team 
                will be hosting its annual high school rodeo on June 5. They're 
                darned good hands with several members soon headed to our state 
                finals in top seats. | 
            
             
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              My cousin Sam is a bareback and saddle 
                bronc rider with the high school team. He also rides his grandpa's 
                saddle colts at their Cora ranch. Without question, Sam has an 
                ever-growing fan club! |