When we pulled up to our first rodeo, rusted bumper pull and our truck with nearly 250K miles on it, to say I was insecure was an understatement. I saw lines of beautiful LQ trailers (living quarters horse trailers), brand new trucks and groups of people who looked like they’d known each other for ages gathering in between them.
So news flash, my kids are not placing in the top of their events, if at all, in rodeo and we are certainly not running a saddle empire. We don’t have a big, beautiful ranch with thousands of head of cattle like I would love, we have ONE dairy cow. The squares on our feed […]