I realize that we don't always agree. I realize that there are viewpoints on all
subjects that go in a buckshot pattern – all over the board....But...how...how can
anyone that loves this country and wants it to return to a position of power and
respect...how can anyone vote to re-elect Barack Obama? You want' $10 a gallon gas,..you
want more government regulations and control of you and your pocketbook...you want
less respect from other nations (they laugh at our weakness!) you want a "one size
fits all" low quality heathcare system, you want more illegal aliens (that's what
they are!) coming in and demanding your money and rights...well, then you go vote
for Barack Hussein Obama. I don't trust this man, I can't respect this man, and
I never will. I am going to dedicate all the resources from my program to help defeat
this extremely anti-progress, anti-American administration, please help me!
In our 'Darn Nice Folks" paragraph this week, let me introduce you to a dear friend
in Baton Rouge, Louisiana Louis Amadee. Louis and I have announced many American
Quarter Horse Association Youth and Open World Shows for over 20 years. This Pelican
State Native has a great sense of humor and a vitality at 80 years of age that would
make Justin Bieber jealous! Louis has announced every major horse breed finals and
he's a wealth of information and professional class....he's one of my real life
"Saddle up Pardners" you can rely on! Lead on 'Cajun'!
Oh by the way, I'm writing this on a Wednesday morning, 3 days after the Tim Tebow
led Broncos defeated the Raiders...mmm? Where are the Tebow haters??...Just pick
up a rock...they're under there!
"Hold the ketchup and pass the hot sauce"! Have you ever been in a 'Cat Stampede'?!!
Well, sir, I was at 4 AM this mornin' and without therapy, I'll be traumatized for
the rest of my life! I went out to feed with my lovely bride at 4 AM and that started
the wreck...Goober let our one year old Australian Shepherd out of his kennel draggin
a 30' leash and Ole 'Red Eye' is lookin' for his arch enemy...CATS. Well, about
this time, I'm just coming down the narrow alleyway in the barn when all of a sudden
there’s a "YeeOwww!...and here comes seven wild barn cats being chased by a red
eye dog trailin that 30' leash that's whippin like "Lash La Rue". It became suddenly
apparent to me that I might die in this stampede and I froze "still". That, upon
reflection, was a bad choice because cats have a tendency when chased to climb up
on the highest point in their current geographical location, and I was 'it'. Now
friends, consider the pain inflicted on one's body (wearing light sweatpants) as
seven cats dig, claw, and snarl their way up past your knees, destroy the groin
area and try to reach the pinnacle of safety...my head! Ole Red Eye wasn't much
help either as he knocked me down and about dragged me to death tangled in the 30'
leash! But above all this, there was one very glaring truth that came out...Goober
thought it was funny!...so much so, I thought she'd have to change clothes prior
to breakfast!...Its over and the scratches and cuts are healing, but I can tell
you Mister, Gill Favor and Rowdy Yates of "Rawhide" never got caught in a stampede
like I did!
Adios Buckaroos and Buckarettes!
Fly the Flag
God Bless!!
Zeb at the Ranch
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