Saddle Sore
It came across my desk, either social media or email, it doesn’t matter, but the first thing that caught my eye was the scene before me. A long string of Red Angus cattle, lined out along a fence somewhere in Montana, as far as the eye could see, with three punchers and their dogs watching the procession.
It wasn’t exactly a job offer, but if ever there was a summer job made for me, this was it. A group of cattlemen in the Centennial Valley of Montana are looking for a range rider. My salivary glands started working right away, and it got better as I read the job description and what was required.