Baxter Black, DVM: THE GLORY OF COWBOYIN’
“…and the old man gave his orders, ‘Boys, go at them from the jump, no use to go for fancy riding now.’ ”
That great line from The Man from Snowy River by Banjo Paterson crossed my mind as I started into the thorny brush and wicked mesquite thicket on a steep slide of rocks and tangled undergrowth, chasing a big bony cow the color of a rusted coal barge.