Sunday the preacher said we all need to strive to be happy and it is often a choice. I think that is very true.
My sisters reminded me not long ago that our mom was almost always happy. She had the same normal everyday things come up that everyone else has but instead she chose to be happy. If your attitude is right you are stretching forward. When it is not you are stressing. Your willingness to stretch is linked to what is in front of you. If it is important, you will find a way. If not, you will find an excuse.
On our cow market Tuesday I felt the slaughter market was a little better and part of that may have been we had more cows that had some meat on them making for a better yield. We are not seeing many good young bred cows but what are available are selling at a good price. We sold a few black bred cows 3 and 4 years old that were 2 to 4 months bred that brought $1,575 to $1,785 per head. Also we sold some old cows that were bred 5 and 6 months that appeared to go back to wheat.
A friend told me that last week Decatur, Texas, received 10.5 inches of rain and where he lived at in Davis, Oklahoma, that area received 5.5 inches. And where I have a lot of my land at Slapout, Oklahoma, we got a quarter of an inch. I’m wondering if my neighbors are not living right.
A news report shows 89% of bald men still own a comb. But they just can’t part with it.
My brother-in-law came to breakfast and was limping. One cowboy said, “What happened to you?” He hollered, “I got bucked off.” I thought how silly he doesn’t even ride a horse.
At our local restaurant it is owned by a husband and wife and to make it work he waits tables while she cooks. The other day he accidentally grabbed two sets of silverware instead of one. One cowboy hollered, “John you are so efficient your wife should give you a raise.” Another hollered, “He probably does want a raise from his wife but a little money too would be nice.”
Editor’s note: The views expressed here are the author’s own and do not represent the view of High Plains Journal. Jerry Nine, Woodward, Oklahoma, is a lifetime cattleman who grew up on his family’s ranch near Slapout, Oklahoma.
