Still her Cowboy's blog: "Acceptance"

    Last Friday night it was 22 degrees and falling,rain and snow mix when my neighbor called. He said his 15 year old son had gone turkey scouting and hadn't made it home.It was 8:30,well after dark and I knew about where he'd be since I'd taken him huntin and called in his first turkey for him to shoot.No way to drive up that mountain so I saddled up my mule Miss Kate and rode to his house a mile away. His pa answered the door and just said when I find him just bring him home,he was going to bed.After he shut the door on me I just stood there a minute in disbelief. I decided it didn't matter what that man did,only what I did.So me and Miss Kate headed up that mountain in the freezing rain and snow.Found that boy around 11:30,soaking wet and half froze.Got some coffee in him,built a small fire,and gave him a dry coat I had in the saddlebags. When he was warmed enough to ride got him up on Kate and took him home.Yup,all the lights were off and ma and pa asleep in their warm dry bed.Was I disappointed? I was enraged to say the least. But again it doesn't matter what someone else does or doesn't do.Still damn hard to swallow though.