"Primus", Big Nick - I'm short on friends
Hey, Clava, don't knock the UK cowmen. I got me one of those! Since my only two passions in life are horses and cows, and the fact that there are no "cowboys" over here, I didn't have much choice.
I did try out a few other occupations beforehand, mind you. First, there was the postman. To be honest, all we had in common was an ability to get up early in the morning. Then there was the accountant. He didn't take too kindly to me breaking a date because Ole Whitney One Eye had a touch of milk fever . . .
Yes, my "cowboy" wears wellies (pretty much a necessity in this climate) and he rides an ATV to herd the cows, but it's as close as I'm going to get.
I'm a little old fashioned and still use my cow pony for all that stuff. Unfortunately, my "cowboy" managed to fall off her while she was standing still so, yeah, not exactly "living the dream" over here.