November 26, 2005

Pinky's Great Adventure (or Pinky is an Indian Scout)

The cows were still gone, and Miss Love was crying and trying to explain to the sheriff's office what zebu were. Pinky put on his Indian feathers and scoured the creek. He tip-toed like an Indian scout looking for tell-tale signs. He followed tiny hoof prints, compared manure piles, and looked for disturbed leaves. Every so often he held his breath and was perfectly quiet, listening for rustling cows. Instead he found tires, bottles, baby toys, and more tires, all half buried in the sandy moist creek bed. He talked to a live armadillo and found the bones of a dead armadillo (he talked to it,too). Also, there was a purse hanging from a tree limb. It was full of dried mud with a wasp nest attached to the mirror. Finally he found the zebu with the rogue heifer that had led them all astray. Using his powers as a cow whisperer (and the knowledge he has learned from Temple Grandin), he coaxed them back toward the Fancher Love Ranch. Hours later, they were all in but Cubby and Loretta. Pinky did what 5 other men, one woman, and the sheriff couldn't do.