I do not have 'lil cowpokes of my own yet. Actually, before that happens I suppose I should find a cowboy to father them. More on that another time. But I am very lucky to have so many darling little cousin cowpokes in my life. Here is one of them now. Gus McCrae: the next generation?
Oh yea, he looks sweet and innocent now. But when Papa is at work, this little guy is all business. He'll hold down the law, and defend his Mama, his sista, and his best hoss!
Wait a minute, that's better, this picture is a little more vintage western up-and-coming-cowpoke, for sure!
Then there is my Auntie J's grandson. She is grooming him to be a pro-reiner, pro-cutter, pro-something on horseback. I just know it. Here he is with his first pony, Latte. Easy keeper, that little Latte was.
Now this little Buckaroo and I, we had some quality time together in N.Y.C. one muggy August a couple years back (I was his cousin "baby nanny" for a weekend.) I hope he's not clamoring to be a city boy one day. For now, it looks like he's got himself moved up to a bigger pony.
Smart kiddo, wearing that cowboy hat. He's learning early on that'll catch him all the ladies!
What are you are laughing at, Stardust? You don't think Pony Girl is going to find a cowboy of her own? Hmmphh!