Thursday, February 24, 2011
Jingleworms the ol cowboys called them. We had plenty of them on one of the ranches. I killed 35+ in my yard, the last summer we lived there. They were nasty, would stand up in the grass and hunt your dog, who promptly jumped in the back of the pickup, only to have the jingleworm strike the tires.
Moving cows one day my horse stopped and wouldn't go forward. I was paying attention to the cows and not my horse. When I looked down, we were in a shallow wash, we were surrounded by rattlesnakes. Being very calm, I gently told my horse to just quietly tip toe between them and carry on with the job at hand. He did a great job of getting us out of harms way. I learned that you can wear a cowboy hat, plaid shirt, wranglers, chinks, boots, and spurs and still stand on top of a saddle horn.