To start the story off, I work on a decent size cow-calf operation. We have to rope a substantial amount of cattle throughout the year for many different reasons. Doctoring sick cattle and loading cattle is much easier if you can rope good. …show more content…
When I was first learning my boss preached to me that when you heal a cow or a calf you always make sure that you catch two feet before you dally. I never understood why because you can always tail the cow over if you only catch one hind foot. The only real good reason was if you caught two feet it was less stress on your cattle.
On a nice hot day in July my buddy Kaden and I were riding through the pastures checking on claves. We noticed a decent size hole in the fence that separates our stuff from the neighbors. As we got a little farther down the creek Kaden noticed a bull that didn't belong to us. Right away we made a plan to take the bull to a nice set of corrals to load him up and haul him back to the feedlot so the neighbor could come pick him up. The bull started fighting us before we even got half way to the corral. A light bulb clicked in my friends head and he decided we should rope him an tie the bull down so we can just load him.
The traditional buckaroo houlihan shot was thrown by kaden at the big beast of a bull and it smoothly draped onto the bulls head.
I came around and heeled the bull for Kaden but I only caught one foot. I decided I would go ahead and dally anyways due to lack of time and I did not want the bull to sit there and choke on the end of Kadens rope. Since I only caught one foot we struggled to get the beast on the ground. Finally I ended up having to take my rope off.
I approached the bull in his blind spot and slowly grabbed my rope to take it off. The bull planted both front feet and kicked me square in the thigh. I have never felt such a sharp pain in my life. Tears rolled off my face and I swore that dirty bugger just broke my leg. I managed to get back on my horse and caught two heals so we could knock him down and tie the big beast up. It took me many years to realize why I should have listened to my boss and only dally one two feet.
Clearly, the lesson my boss tried teaching when I first started out actually had a purpous. If I would have just taken my time and roped two feet instead of one i would have never had to deal with taking my rope off. I would have also never gotten kicked by the big bull. I can tell you right now that I always make sure I have two feet before I dally on
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