Mad Cowboys and Alien FucktardsChapter 4
The hot, pressing issues folk had, just moments ago, cooled rather quickly once we finally got the cattle moving; just as I knew they would. There’s too much to do leaving little time to concern oneself with drama, so it naturally takes a back seat, at least for the first while. All my drovers fell into nice routines and soon started singing cowboy songs, keeping the Longhorns calm and melancholy with each passing tune. The weather was perfect; not too hot but not too cold either. And we...