The subtitle to this book is "Commentary by NPR's Cowboy Poet and Former Large-Animal Veterinarian." I'd heard of Baxter Black, cowboy poet, and maybe at some point heard him on NPR. When I spotted this book I flipped it open, as I usually do, read bits and pieces, getting a feel for the style and quality.
It looked inviting, so I bought it.
My husband and I read together every night -- it's a way of sharing books and learning about the many places we visit as full-time RVers. We spend most of our time West of the Mississippi these days. Maybe Baxter's book would give us some insight into cowboy country.
Oh boy, did it. We got a pretty close-up look at cowboy life -- often so close we didn't even know what was going on. Clearly Baxter writes for other cowboys, farmers, and ranchers. People who live the land, tend the cattle, and ride horseback. He includes a handy glossary in the back, but we didn't think to interrupt our reading to traipse back to those pages for explanations of things that mired us down (floats, for example, have an entirely different meaning to somebody on a ranch than they do to someone in a swimming pool).
We missed a lot of what's considered humor in this collection because we're such outsiders to this world. We'd finish a commentary, then look at each other and say, "Probably the cowboys get that."
Even so, we found a few pieces that resonated, that made us think or smile, including "White Oaks Rodeo," "The Reindeer Flu" (which might just become our own "The Night Before Christmas" reading ritual from now on), "Shoein' Pigeye," and "Just Words."