Horse Power

Mr. Cowboy was a rodeo ruff stock rider. He was really good at it. He rode bareback, saddle bronc, and bulls. He really did well in all three events but his favorite event was bull riding.

That is a really tiny picture. I will have to do a better job scanning it. Even though the picture is small, he did not ride little at all. He was all about going BIG or going home.

It takes a special breed of man to get on an animal that is going to intentionally buck. I am not that breed. I prefer to get on nice sane well broke horses. But I am also not as "sticky" as Mr. Cowboy is. That boy can stay on anything. I have never seen him get bucked off a horse we have been breaking.

Then again, none of our horses ever looked like that one. Thank goodness he has a wife the is patient and teaches the horses a thing or two before a rider gets on them. I wouldn't know what to do if I got on a horse and it looked like this as soon as my rear hit the saddle. I would bale off for sure.

Even though he did ride all three events, he got his kicks from bull riding. You should see the buckle upon buckles that this man has. All this was before I met him. He sure could ride those bucking horses and bulls.


He was so good, that he won the All Around Cowboy Saddle and Buckle in the Little Britches Rodeo Association in 1997. He got a college scholarship to ride bulls in Missouri. He was well on his way. Until he shattered his leg in 17 places, at a college rodeo. The Doctor said he was never going to walk again. But a little thing like never walking again didn't stop Mr. Cowboy. He recovered and walked again, and of coarse rode bulls again. But he only rode for about three months until his face got smashed in by a bull's horn. We have it on video. Oh I wish I know how to put it on here. It's crazy. He even went to work the next day. His nose wouldn't stop bleeding so his Mother made him go to the doctor. Well, needless to say, two metal plates and some wire mesh later, to hold his sinus together he was all patched up. This is when I met him. He was all swollen and was wearing a nose diaper. Let me tell ya, he was good looking.

Since then he hasn't ridden but a handful of bulls. He still is pretty sticky, but with a torn rotators cuff, he doesn't get to ride as much or as often, or at all. Now, he resorts to a different kind of horse power.

Mr. Cowboy tries to get me to sell all the horses so he can get a Harley. I think that motorcycles are fun to ride on, as long as we don't go on the interstate. I hate feeling so....well....open. And too, I am not the hottest thing on the back of a bike.

I mean come on!! It looks like I never feed my husband. Plus the person taking the picture isn't a great picture taker. I wanted to see the bike, not so much of me. Why do people do that? I am sitting on a custom Harley Davidson bike with lots of chrome and what do you get a picture of? The chunky chick on the back.

This picture is a bit better! I like to hid behind my skinny husband. I have not ridden a motorcycle in about three years. I practicality had to beg Mr. Cowboy to take me. He thought I was joking. But finally he took me for a ride. It was so much fun. I bet it would be fun to have the wind blowing through your hair. I bet this is what Cowpokette would look like if she were to take a ride with Mr. Cowboy.

And then when he kicks it up a gear.

She would love a motorcycle ride. Little Cowpoke wanted to ride, but he was too little. While we were riding, he found a little friend that he wanted to take home.

That little puppy was only 5 weeks old. It was so cute. See that lady in the back ground? She is the owner of the way cool custom Harley we took a ride on. She tried to sell it to me. I just can't picture my self driving a motorclyle. Can you talk on your cell phone and drive one of those at the same time?