When my husband (Dean) was living, he had two loves: Boy and his longhorns. He got his first two bulls from a friend who maintains a herd of them here and one in Tennessee. He's the same eccentric, mountain-man friend of the Muffler Morgue post. The two babies, whom Dean christened "Tom and Jerry", were sickly little critters. Dean had them delivered to our vet, Tom Moscatelli, who kept them for weeks while he nursed them back to health and turned them into steers.
One of my favorite writers and photographers on the web just got Freshly Pressed. If you do not know the wonderful George Weaver, you are overdue to check her out.
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You are kind to re-post the longhorns here. But, you are always kind and eager to support your fellow bloggers. Thank you very much, Michael. You are a good man and a fine friend.
you know it is my great joy to celebrate those I love and admire. You are both.
A big hug!
Michael
Michael, I think that it’s great that you’ve reblogged this. Mrs. Weaver seems to be something special, and this post is a sure indication of that.
she is one of the most complete bloggers on WP. I am so glad you enjoyed this. She is a rockstar to me