Out Our Way: Check my rig - Luke 5:32

Out our way, Charlie and I spent a good deal of time riding empty prairie. We generally knew where the herd was located - even in the huge expanses of the Tiger Ridge it didn't take much to find the several hundred head milling about grazing. But "Big Mike," the owner, didn't send us out just to stay around watching the herd - he sent us out to look for strays.

Cattle are not overly bright to begin with, and although most new calves have the sense to stick by mama and the herd, there are always a few whose IQ scores barely make it to single digit numbers. They are the ones that manage to g...