The Case of the Hooking Bull by John R. Erickson

Author:John R. Erickson
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: cowdog, Hank the Cowdog, John R. Erickson, John Erickson, ranching, Texas, dog, adventure, mystery, Hank, Drover, Pete, Sally May
Publisher: Maverick Books, Inc.
Published: 2015-05-08T21:12:29+00:00

“Once again, the horns mean almost nothing. The idea is to stay out of the way of the horns. I noticed that his eyes had crossed. “Drover, something’s wrong with your eyes.”

“No, it’s my leg. It’s killing me.”

“What I’m looking at is not your leg, unless you’ve moved it up around your nose.”

“No, it hurts to move it. Just the least little movement brings on this terrible pain. Maybe I’d better sit this one out, Hank.”

“Forget that, son. You’re fixing to make a solo run.”

“Oh, my leg!”

By this time Slim had unloaded his horse and led him up to the pickup. He pulled all his cinches down tight.

“Button, I’m going to try to drive that bull back where he belongs. If he’ll drive, I’ll take him up that hill and through that gate yonder, and I’ll be back in ten minutes. While I’m gone, I want you to stay in the pickup, you hear?”

The boy nodded.

“’Cause if you get out and go to foolin’ around with these baby calves, some of those mommas are liable to think you’re a prowlin’ coyote instead of Sally May’s darlin’ child, and one of ’em might try to get into your pocket.”

The boy nodded.

“Now,” Slim pressed his lips together, “if the bull don’t want to cooperate, I may have to take more drastic measures, such as put my nylon around his horns and drag him into the trailer. It could get a little western, so keep out of the way.”

“Okay, Swim. But I don’t want you to wope the bull.”

“Neither do I, Button, but that’s up to him. I’ll take Hank with me.”

HUH?

I, uh, eased down on the floorboard and tried to make myself invisible. Maybe if I flattened myself on the floor, he might think . . .

“Hank, come on. I may need you to put some bite on that bull’s nose.”

At that moment, Drover spoke. “I think Slim wants you for something.”

“No, I think he was calling you.”

“No, he said ‘Hank,’ I’m almost sure he did, and my name’s Drover, so I guess he decided to put in the first string, and I’ll just have to sit this one out.”

“I’ll bet that breaks your heart.”

“Yeah, I was sure looking forward to going a round or two with that old bull.”

“Hank! Get out of that pickup, let’s go.”

I pushed myself up and, hmm, noticed that my legs were trembling. “All right, you little weasel, I’ll do your dirty work for you, but this will go in my report—every word of it.”

“Oh rats, but I’ll bark from here, Hank. Maybe that’ll help.”

“Thanks a lot, Drover.”

“Oh, it was the least I could do.”

“Yes, I’m aware of that, you little . . .”

It seems that Slim got impatient and reached in and grabbed me by the tail and hauled me outside, and that really wasn’t necessary, I’d only wanted to take care of a little business with Drover and . . .

Slim stepped into the saddle and pulled his hat down. Then he glanced down at me.

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