~meanwhile, back at the ranch~

When The Cowboy works cattle, he uses the pens near the house. If I can manage to wake up in time, I like to go out and watch! The Cowboy and His Help were doctoring sick cattle when they came across a bloated steer. I have seen many snotty noses in my year out here, but a bloated steer was new for me. Just as I was wondering to myself how they were going to fix this, I heard The Cowboy mention that he needed to find a hose. Before I could guess what they were going to do with said hose, they shoved it down the poor steer's throat. I was sitting in my lawn chair gagging, certain they were shoving the hose down my throat. Poor steer wasn't crazy about it either because he chomped down on The Cowboy's fingers! The goal was to shove the hose down the steer's throat and release some of the gases trapped in his stomach. This tactic was only partially successful, I am told. His Help was messing with the hose while The Cowboy was rigging up an antibiotic shot. Before I could anticipate what might happen, His Help flung the used hose in an attempt to dislodge the stomach juices and feed that were in the hose........ when His Help flung the hose all of the juices and chomped up food came launching in the air and landed on my shoulder. UH............NASTY. I squealed and jumped up, but did not make a scene. The Cowboy and His Help were definately entertained and have told everyone in the county! Glad I can entertain!