Posted 08-03-2003 at 17:37:22
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I am sick of this. Nobody ever lets me help them. I have gone to my neighbors I don't know how many dang times because I needed help with something. I'm not even entirely sure if that's altogether true, many times they sense I need help with something and are there before I ask. Rotten neighbors (Lol!)
One of my neighbors got stuck in the mud this afternoon. He's the one who gave us the fiberglass tank for our feed. Despite my extreme mud phobia, I offered to help....
"No....no.....that's okay....I got it." Big smile.
He's also the one who pulled our tractor and trailer full of oranges out of the mud last year.
I came home from town and what do I see, but Joe's cows scattered all over the road, not three hundred yards from the highway, all over some man's orange grove. I crept past at about three miles an hour so as not to spook them, even made Jill turn off the radio. They eyed me the whole while I ooched past, I just knew they were going to spook and run for the highway. Whew. They didn't.
Here comes Joe in his jeep.
"Can we help you get your cows back?" I asked politely. I didn't 'offer'. I practically pleaded. He's the guy who gave me Rocky, the escape artist steer....
"No....no....that's okay....I got it." Big smile.
"Well, you know I have that one cow...so I'm a pretty fair hand at managing cattle." I laughed and he grinned and turned red.
"Oh yeah, I imagine you're up there with the best of them wranglers and all, but I got it, thank you anyway."
I wasn't about to get down on my knees and beg.
I will lose sleep tonight wondering how he collected all those cows by himself and them scattered like a handful of jelly beans tossed carelessly into the bed of a pickup truck.
Am I going about it the wrong way? I still wonder if I should have insisted.