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Teamwork


Big Rosa swings her head and stares.

There’s something down in the trees.

And horses are keen to snap of a twig,

Or a whisper of scent on the breeze.

 

Down in the timber, we hit a fresh trail,

And Lacy gets her nose to the ground.

In hardly minute we are back on the trail,

With a half dozen cows that they found.

 

I ran into a hunter last week who asked me, “How the heck can you find the cattle in the fall when they are scattered through 200 square miles of wilderness?”  I told him he should ask the horse or the dog...Because I was really just along for the ride, they were the ones that actually done all the cow hunting.

Mike Puhallo


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