A real downer

“Long time no see, Lee. How are ya doin’?” asked Wild Bill last week when I dropped by the Idle Spur Coffee Shop.

“Bill, I’ll tell you, I’ve got so many troubles that if anything new happens today it will be at least a month before I can worry about it.”  

“What’s the problem?” asked Wild Bill with a concerned look on his withered face.

I had to answer in a real loud voice because I knew that Wild Bill was a little hard of hearing, but not bad for an 80-year-old man.

“My wife caught the flu bug that is going around, and I can’t get her out of bed. Then on top of that, my very last cow to calve had a huge calf, took one look at it and decided she too wanted to stay on the ground instead of having that whopper of a calf tug at her flanks all day.”

“A downer huh? There’s a lot of that going around,”  Bill replied.

“Yeah, and with the wife being sick, I didn’t have anybody to ride on the sled with the cow when I pulled her into the yard.”  

“Have you tried lifting her out of bed?” asked Bill.

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