Cal told me his neighbor Jerry came by to show him his new purchase — a brand-spankin’ new ¾ -ton 4-wheel drive with payments of $600 a month over five years. But what Jerry was most proud of was a 20-ton winch with 50 feet of cable mounted on the front bumper. Jerry talked Cal into goin’ to check cows with him. It was a beautiful fall day in the Palouse country of Idaho with miles of yellow pasture and wheat stubble and not a tree in sight. As they motored through the herd they noticed a cow with a lump on her jaw, one big tit, and what looked like a bundle of wire around one foot.
Together these cowmen decided to catch her, tie her to a fence to remove the wire and maybe lance the lump. They rifled through his toolbox and found an old rope and a halter with no lead rope. Cal easily caught the cooperative cow and haltered her. Before he could get the rope attached, Jerry suggested he hook the winch to the halter. It was just an excuse to play with his new toy.
They pulled 20 feet of cable from the winch and hooked it to the halter. Jerry stood by the winch with the remote in his hand like Theodore Roosevelt in a backhoe about to take his first bite out of the Panama Canal, modern man vs. Mother Nature.
The cow immediately pulled back and went ballistic! She raced to the right till the cable tightened and swung her around the pickup behind the right rear wheel well. She managed to take Jerry out with the cable, broke off the headlight, tore off the side mirror and bashed in the rear fender.
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