Contrasts in the snow

Wild Horses

 

Short story from the Old Rancher today.

 

When he was a younger man, the rancher was driving a herd down in the Powder River Region.

On this cattle drive was an ol' Swede who spoke only broken english.

Well, this Swede had a horse that just did not get along with him. Halfway into the cattle drive the horse had bucked the Swede at least three times.

So, out there in the middle of the northern Wyoming prairie, this Ol Swede gets dumped one last time.

As the other cowboys chase down the horse, the Swede dusts himself off and yells after then, " Ah, just let him go, I'd rather walk then ride that beast again." (insert your best Swedish accent here)