Sunday, June 05, 2016
Baxter Black - Spirited, but gentle
Finally Freddy came strollin’ up.
“Where ya been?” Elroy exclaimed.
“I been tryin’ to catch yer horse!” Freddy replied.
“Wait a minute,” Elroy said, cautiously, “He’s not a bad one, is he?”
“Oh, no. Just a little spirited ... but gentle.”
“Well,” Freddy explained, “I walked right up to him. He ate the grain right outta my hand. But as I reached to slip the halter shank over his poll, he wheeled and kicked the back of my hand, and that buckle on the halter whacked me smack behind the ear!
“I tell you, I went and saddled another horse and chased him plumb to the back of the pasture. I got a loop over his head and choked him down. I hobbled his front feet, but it’s a good thing I left the lass rope and the halter on him because he broke my hobbles!
“I tied him to an oak tree to sideline the bugger and bounced him off the ground a couple of times to establish a working relationship. I got him saddled and left him to soak a while. That’s why I’m late.”
“You sure he’s gentle?” Elroy asked, his skin blotching.
“Oh, yeah. Spirited, but gentle. Especially after standin’ there fightin’ that oak tree for an hour. I got back and the roots were showin’! I blindfolded him, snubbed him up tight and slipped on a big spade bit the size of a Copenhagen lid! I put a tiedown on him and pulled it down until he looked like he was checkin’ himself for pinworms! For insurance, I added a warbridle I’d built out of a bicycle chain.
“I swung up in the strirrups, jerked off the blindfold and rode him right up to the trailer. Behaved perfectly! But when I leaned to dismount, he broke in two! He stuck a front foot through the windshield of my dually and climbed over the top! I was still hung in the left stirrup when he dove off the cab! I hooked a spur in the side mirror and durn near jerked my foot off, but it stopped him dead in his tracks.