CowboysDaughter
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Okay so as promised, a few more. We have an unbelievable amount of pictures of working cattle. I'll try and get some more up here on this thread maybe this afternoon. These were taken with my Mama's Olympus DSLR. I didn't take them, she did; because, well, I was helping them work the cattle!
Okay we have to brand the calves. If you think this is cruel, then just leave this thread now, please. I'm not going to say it doesn't hurt them, because that would be stupid. But it is neccessary; cattle get through fences and over to neighbor's land, and the only way they can tell if they are ours, is by our brand. You may think what we're doing in some of these pictures are cruel, but it just has to be done. So please keep rash comments to yourself.
So basically what happens is.... Somebody has to go out and rope one of the little critters by two hind feet; which isn't easy I promise you:
Then dally {wrap the rope around the horn} drag them to the flanking crew:
Where they flank the little guy down {here Ty is trying to get this one down alone}:
Or sit on him, whichever works best:
Or even do some kind of funky dance with the fellow:
And sit on him while everybody gets their job done:
And the guy who roped the calf sometimes has to continue to hold the hind feet if the back-end flanker is somehow absent:
Leaving the head flanker by himself:
And there is always a photographer (aka Mama) to take purty pictures like this'n:
Okay we have to brand the calves. If you think this is cruel, then just leave this thread now, please. I'm not going to say it doesn't hurt them, because that would be stupid. But it is neccessary; cattle get through fences and over to neighbor's land, and the only way they can tell if they are ours, is by our brand. You may think what we're doing in some of these pictures are cruel, but it just has to be done. So please keep rash comments to yourself.
So basically what happens is.... Somebody has to go out and rope one of the little critters by two hind feet; which isn't easy I promise you:
Then dally {wrap the rope around the horn} drag them to the flanking crew:
Where they flank the little guy down {here Ty is trying to get this one down alone}:
Or sit on him, whichever works best:
Or even do some kind of funky dance with the fellow:
And sit on him while everybody gets their job done:
And the guy who roped the calf sometimes has to continue to hold the hind feet if the back-end flanker is somehow absent:
Leaving the head flanker by himself:
And there is always a photographer (aka Mama) to take purty pictures like this'n: