"Trouble on the Nestucca Bend Ranch"
I am, Carson, the number one cowhand on the Nestucca Bend
Ranch. My favorite bull pushed out the
fence, and headed for the river. He
went to the river, got a drink, then crossed the river and wandered into the
logging zone. He climbed through the forest
and headed up the mountain. When I
realized he was missing I ran to the barn and got ready my horse Rocket. We galloped down the rocky road toward the
river. I spotted my bull’s hoof prints
on the far side of the river, so Rocket and I crossed over. I followed the hoof prints left by my bull. Then my horse started getting antsy and
snorting and I was thinking a wolf must be near. I noticed that there were wolf prints
following my bull’s hoof prints. I
pulled my gun out and continued on quietly and cautiously. That’s when I saw a wolf slowly circling my
bull. The wolf was growling and having a mad face
and my bull was snorting and pawing the ground.
I climbed quickly off my horse and tied him to a tree, then I climbed up
the tree so that I could get a good shot at the wolf, this also kept me hidden
from the wolf. I waited for a clear shot
and then I pulled the trigger and killed
the wolf with one shot. I climbed down
the tree, grabbed my lasso from my horse, roped my bull and we all headed back
to the Nestucca Ranch. I think the bull
was happy to get back to his safe pasture.
And we all lived happily ever after.
