“I’ll just eat you alive if you don’t get out of here.”
That scrawny black renegade 600-pound heifer went about proving her point putting fear of life into cowboy and his horse.
“Whenever going through a gate, always make sure its shut and locked again.” The rule has been preached to every generation, yet sometimes somehow without fail the gate doesn’t always get latched.
Such was the case when two rampaging heifers plunged through the shut-but-unlocked gate into the city.
“Cattle are out heading down the tracks. Go get ’em,” ordered workers at the opposite end of the sale barn.
The wild critters were running full speed ahead straight south with riders in hot pursuit. “Quit chasing them,” orders were ignored.
Sure enough the rambunctious bovine girls in their first-time-to-town escaped into the timber. Strange surroundings alarmed one heifer, so she came back north sticking her head through green branches.
Foaming-at-the-mouth, glaring-bloodshot-eyeballs, she saw the horse and came chasing toward him lickity-cut. Uncertain which was more scared the heifer, the horse, or the cowboy.
She won that round as the horse sashayed out of her way. Another charge by the runaway bovine again bluffed the horse-rider team as the beef-girl headed toward downtown.
Grey horse hot on-her-heels when the heifer suddenly stopped and charged again. This time cowboy-spirit had taken hold as the heifer’s frontend butting was braced to a halt.
That ornery girl was so surprised she didn’t do anything at first, but then charged again. The big gelding was prepared and pushed the heifer back until she took off running again.
Past the automotive repair shop and three other businesses right toward the man mowing his lawn but didn’t charge him. Confused more than ever, the runaway looked east and saw the sale barn with other cattle bawling.
That direction she went at full run with rider close behind coming to an abrupt halt at the railroad tracks. Bogged in the gravel, out of breath panting, she decided to rest.
Sale barn crew was upon the heifer immediately, tying three legs, haltering her, and loading into a trailer.
Uncertain what happened to her wild partner, as nobody has seen that heifer since thinking she might show up in Timbuktu.
Reminded of Amos 9:2: “No one will get away; no runaways will make it.”