Bones... two years ago right about now
The man and woman were sent off together to search part of the range for cattle, and more specifically they were on the lookout for a missing bull. Bones was three at the time, and the mountains were still fairly new to him. The man rode General, a big trusty bay bridle horse.
They were enjoying working together. The man was teasing her for Bones’s over abundance of ambition. She joked along and wondered to herself if he would outgrow his inability to slow. As they climbed the canyons they often stopped to reset saddles and glass the country that they could see. General dripped with sweat and worked to catch his air while Bones pranced in place.
The man spotted some cattle. They began climbing up to them. It was steep and rocky, and it wasn’t an easy ascent. The cattle were in an area of trees up high on the mountainside. As they made it to a spot where they could again glass the cattle, they saw that the missing bull was included with two pairs. The bull had a broken penis, and he had hidden himself up in the trees.
The man looked to the woman and called out, “Are you ready for some hashtag cowboy ****?” The woman said “no,” and laughed at his joke, but the answer did not really matter, as the ride was about to become difficult. The pairs took off around the back of the ridge, and the man yelled “Don’t you lose that bull.”
As he quickly disappeared from sight Bones decided he couldn’t handle the situation. He was a horse to get claustrophobic in trees or heavy brush. The mountain was steep and he was overwhelmed by the loss of his partner. He began pawing and screaming for the other horse. He shook his head and started adding crowhops into his pawing. He was beginning to panic.
The woman was in a bind. She was scared too, as she worried over Bones’s panic on the steep mountainside. The bull was quick to take advantage of the situation, and he ran to hide in heavy trees. She worked her panicking colt behind the bull, but he refused to move, and she didn’t have the room to ride the horse in closer. She knew she would have to get off and lead in closer and throw a rock at the bull. The biggest problem she faced was that she did not know if she could keep ahold of the scared colt or get back onto him once she had the bull moving. She knew the bull would run when he was hit with the rock.
She finally realized she had no options available, and she swung onto the ground. As soon as her feet hit dirt she was startled by crashing. She looked for the sound and the big bay horse and her husband broke into the trees at a lope throwing branches and rolling rocks in their wake. To her it was a moment fit for the big screen. “Where is he?” the man yelled as he ran past the hidden bull. Relief flooded the woman. If she had ever been happier to see another horseman she did not remember it.
The man said he had decided to come and help her work the bull out of the trees. Bones was still claustrophobic and nervous, but he managed to do his job and soon enough they hit the end of the trees and rocks. The man left her as quickly as he had appeared. Bones called and looked for him, but the woman was able to get his mind on her well enough for them to push the bull to where they would later meet up with the man again. He never slowed down however, and she had to keep enough distance from the bull to work the colt to keep from getting in a wreck.
Once the man finally arrived he told her of his part and she told him about what happened after he left. The laughed over the difficulty and enjoyed their success.
Am I not your own donkey, which you have always ridden, to this day? Have I been in the habit of doing this to you? - Balaam’s Donkey