Snip was sweating, Dog’s tongue was hanging out and I was soaked to the hide. The humidity around the three of us was a hot and miserable 100 percent! August was on us in full force and I guess it was the worst one I have ever lived through. We, Snip, Dog and I, were trying to keep the hungry dry yearling bulls fenced in. You fellers know the grass always looks greener on the other side.
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Opinion, Pages 8 on 02/16/2011
Print Headline: OPINION? EVERYBODY HAS ONE Remember when we wished for snow?