I Can’t Help It When I’m Speechless with Happiness

Other than my general adherence to food posts on Tuesday—for no particular reason on my part other than my constant love of eating—I don’t often go with the popular day of the week trends or memes or whatever they are. But what makes me happy can render even the loquacious-unto-verbose me speechless, so what better to do than shut up and hand it over with no further fuss. My gift to you, therefore: a [nearly] Wordless Wednesday. The roadside view on Saturday was simply too fabulous not to be shared.Photo montage: Longhorn Beauty Pageant

13 thoughts on “I Can’t Help It When I’m Speechless with Happiness

  1. they are so lovely… there is a field full of longhorns near my house. I want to set them free every-time I walk by… beautiful animals… too bad…

  2. Nothings softer than a tiny calf. While long horns are picturesque, be cautious – they tend to be wilder than domestics, and the bulls have a reputation for bad tempers. (Or at least my uncle’s did….We used to tease him the longhorns were “lawn decorations” as they were never eaten. Too valuable for breeding/show animals – especially with a wide horns like that one.)

    • Very interesting! All of the cattlemen I’ve heard discuss them around here claim they’re *milder*-mannered than typical cattle. Apparently it depends a whole lot on the individuals. Kind of like people, I guess, when I think about it. 😉 Personally, I have no problem with any animals being prized for their good looks, if it buys them better treatment, and I suppose that’s extremely biased of me, considering that I generally despise that particular brand of favoritism among humans. Now I’m horribly conflicted! 😉

      • It must depend on their family’s genes? I have seen some that people rode in parades and were quite docile. But not the ones we had living free with little human interaction in the pastures. Our cattle were never pets and left to live cattle lives – weather is mild enough that they rarely need barns – just wind breaks and plenty of food.
        Their meat is supposed to be stringy and tough. Here breeding is closely monitored to keep bloodlines pure (not mixed with domestic/imported cattle) More history of the area/vintage relic than fashion show (if that helps soothe the conflict any. giggles!…Chickens exhibit some very human behavior like extreme bullying…but that’s a whole different barnyard)

        • Yeah, I wouldn’t mess with an angry chicken any more than I would a ticked-off bull! I’ve seen what those little dinosaurs can do!! You’re probably right that it’s a combination of genetics and the limited human interaction that would make the cattle less domesticated, which in itself is not a bad thing, of course.

          So are you in TX, too? I’m in Denton. Given that it’s practically a satellite of Dallas and Ft. Worth nowadays with all of the suburban fill in between, it hardly qualifies as ranch territory, so I’m sure any of the longhorns I see around here are also ’employed’ more as fabulous statuary and perhaps show stock than as beef herds. If they’re show animals, no doubt that’d explain their being utterly (no pun intended) unperturbed and uninterested when people stop by their fence lines and stare with rapt admiration. Supermodels. 😉

        • Supermodels. That’s exactly right. Quite familiar with Denton. Some of my clients were located there. Had family in Dallas, too. We’re now in the Clear Lake area. Hurricanes, maybe , but much fewer tornadoes!

  3. I’ve always been fond of Longhorns. Regal and sturdy and stately. Especially love the mottled coloring on the pretty guys in your photos. Thanks for sharing the happy!

    • Yes, I gather that ‘throwing color’ is highly prized among champion dams. When I look at cows as gorgeous as these ladies, I can see exactly why. They really *are* regal. Queens among the bovine ilk! 😀
      xoxo

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