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Unregistered
Bull
Choice gleanings
from 45-plus years of Unregistered Bull
Dear Mr. Benson, Seeing as how everybody
else in the country has been swamping you with
advice on the best way to help us pore cattlemen
pull ourselves up by our own boot straps, I
thought it was time I did my part of all this
heavy thinking. My only regret is that I have
only one brain cell to offer my country-boy
colleagues, but I believe that one puts me in the
90-percent-of-parity class. |
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Doc
Blakely
Pokin' Fun
Ak-Sar-Ben looks like the name of an
Arabian stallion when you see it written, but
Omaha is not exactly where you might expect to
find the sheiks of the burning sands. |
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Monte
Noelke
Shortgrass Country
Drouths never release their grip
until the last droplet of reserve is squeezed
from their victim. The present one is the most
treacherous to fall in this century. |
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Baxter
Black
On The Edge Of
Common Sense
The pork producers are to be
commended. They have worked long and hard to
improve the image of pork. For centuries pigs and
fat have been connected at the jowl. |
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Linda
Mussehl
As
I See It ...
It's so dry again this year. Most
every day there is the smell of smoke on the air.
Yesterday, the smoke drifted in our pasture and
we could see a plume rising high on the horizon.
We drove toward it, only to find the grass fire
several miles away and well under control by the
volunteer fire department. |
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Dale
Rollins, Ph.D
Wildlife
By Design
Labor Day weekend always marks a rite of
passage for students. Some are headed for Techs
or A&Ms, whilst others seek more isolated
environs. One’s pickup truck will be crammed
with clothes, a stereo and books, while the
other’s has shotgun shells, an ice chest and
a deer feeder. |
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