Dusty Britches
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Some of you may remember my neighbor we call Sparky. Sparky got his name from lighting many fires and burning unintended things down.
His first year on the place, he dozed all of the mesquite then burned them. About 2 weeks later during a burn ban, he spread the coals which in turn ignited his pasture. He was unaware of what happened and was leaving for a roping when he saw the fire. The wind moved the fire to our pasture, burning the fence down. It also burned my elderly neighbor's pasture.
My husband has MS and back then the heat would cripple him to where he couldn't walk. (Now he needs a cane all of the time.) He called 911 and the fire department cut our fence to get to Sparky's pasture. By the time they got there, over 30 acres was on fire. It was in August and my husband, my son, and I went to Sparky's pasture to beat it out until the FD arrived. Needless to say with the August heat and the heat of the fire, it wasn't long before my husband couldn't move. The FD showed up, put the fire out, and left. My husband introduced himself to Sparky that day. I explained to Sparky the situation with my husband and said that he couldn't walk. We got our ATV to pick him up. We asked Sparky to help us fix the fence - about 100 feet of it to prevent our cows from comingling. "Yeah," he said, "let me go change my clothes" but he took off and went to the roping.
My son had to go to work, so I fixed the fence myself, finishing well after dark.
Sparky also likes to sell cows that wander onto his place. My elderly neighbor lost a cow and young calf that wandered over there. My neighbor said he called Sparky when it happened and weekly for 6 weeks. Sparky wouldn't let him go get the cow and said he'd push her back. About 3 months later, Sparky hauled the cow and grown calf to the sale barn and took a 50% cut for "pasture fees". This has happened multiple times.
We take better care of our place than Sparky does, so our pastures have more grass. Well here's the real twist of fate. :D
Last week, I went to check our north pasture. We fenced out the cows in October and planted clover. Sparky's cows decided the clover was ready to eat and broke 3 holes in the fence. I called him and this was the conversation:
Me (DB) - "Are you around?"
Sparky - "No, I'm in South Texas."
DB - "Oooohhh. That's too bad."
Sparky - concerned - "What's wrong?!"
DB - "Your cows are in my pasture and I was hoping you could get them and WE can fix the fence. Ummm."
Sparky - "Oh, S***T." Pause. "Are all of them over there?"
DB - "Nah - just a few." ( I later thought I should have said yes.)
Sparky - after a long pause, and with caution, "What are you going to do?"
DB - "Hmm. I'm not sure. I, I, I gueessss I could push them back and fix the fence." ( I should have said, What would you do if my cows were on your place?)
Sparky - somewhat elated - "Oh THANKS!! I owe you one! I'll check that fence when I get back next week!"
DB - "You don't think I'm going to fix every spot I find?"
Sparky - "Well, you know, just in case."
Once again, I worked past dark to fix that fence.
When he got back he put out his first round bales of hay. Everyone in the area has been feeding hay since October. I feel like I really had an opportunity and I blew it. But, perhaps he'll start treating people better and watch out for us. Maybe.
His first year on the place, he dozed all of the mesquite then burned them. About 2 weeks later during a burn ban, he spread the coals which in turn ignited his pasture. He was unaware of what happened and was leaving for a roping when he saw the fire. The wind moved the fire to our pasture, burning the fence down. It also burned my elderly neighbor's pasture.
My husband has MS and back then the heat would cripple him to where he couldn't walk. (Now he needs a cane all of the time.) He called 911 and the fire department cut our fence to get to Sparky's pasture. By the time they got there, over 30 acres was on fire. It was in August and my husband, my son, and I went to Sparky's pasture to beat it out until the FD arrived. Needless to say with the August heat and the heat of the fire, it wasn't long before my husband couldn't move. The FD showed up, put the fire out, and left. My husband introduced himself to Sparky that day. I explained to Sparky the situation with my husband and said that he couldn't walk. We got our ATV to pick him up. We asked Sparky to help us fix the fence - about 100 feet of it to prevent our cows from comingling. "Yeah," he said, "let me go change my clothes" but he took off and went to the roping.
My son had to go to work, so I fixed the fence myself, finishing well after dark.
Sparky also likes to sell cows that wander onto his place. My elderly neighbor lost a cow and young calf that wandered over there. My neighbor said he called Sparky when it happened and weekly for 6 weeks. Sparky wouldn't let him go get the cow and said he'd push her back. About 3 months later, Sparky hauled the cow and grown calf to the sale barn and took a 50% cut for "pasture fees". This has happened multiple times.
We take better care of our place than Sparky does, so our pastures have more grass. Well here's the real twist of fate. :D
Last week, I went to check our north pasture. We fenced out the cows in October and planted clover. Sparky's cows decided the clover was ready to eat and broke 3 holes in the fence. I called him and this was the conversation:
Me (DB) - "Are you around?"
Sparky - "No, I'm in South Texas."
DB - "Oooohhh. That's too bad."
Sparky - concerned - "What's wrong?!"
DB - "Your cows are in my pasture and I was hoping you could get them and WE can fix the fence. Ummm."
Sparky - "Oh, S***T." Pause. "Are all of them over there?"
DB - "Nah - just a few." ( I later thought I should have said yes.)
Sparky - after a long pause, and with caution, "What are you going to do?"
DB - "Hmm. I'm not sure. I, I, I gueessss I could push them back and fix the fence." ( I should have said, What would you do if my cows were on your place?)
Sparky - somewhat elated - "Oh THANKS!! I owe you one! I'll check that fence when I get back next week!"
DB - "You don't think I'm going to fix every spot I find?"
Sparky - "Well, you know, just in case."
Once again, I worked past dark to fix that fence.
When he got back he put out his first round bales of hay. Everyone in the area has been feeding hay since October. I feel like I really had an opportunity and I blew it. But, perhaps he'll start treating people better and watch out for us. Maybe.