I have heard that you should dress for the job you want, not the job you have. I told my horse Woody about it and we agreed to dress him in my roping saddle and hang a lariat on it.
So I went to the branding with Woody and heard, “Hey, Al, I didn’t know you could rope off Woody.” (As if I can’t rope unless I have a specially trained and experienced rope horse when, in actuality, I will have you know that I ain’t a good roper even on a good horse. Makes me no nevermind.)
The fella who said that didn’t know nuthin’ about dressing for success.
Woody looked like a roping horse. He is learning the job to which he aspires. He has the outfit already.
I hear that George Strait not only performs music as a country singer but can actually rope too. I heard from a Texan who attended Texas A&M with George’s son, Bubba Strait. As I recall, they are team ropers, father and son.
What one man can do, another can do. So, I’m thinking of bringing Miss Sugar’s guitar to local gatherings such as the 140th annual 4th of July picnic at Roberts Ranch. I reckon I can get started as a country western musician. I’ve got the hat. I’ve got the boots. And a guitar don’t hurt none either.
If you get an outfit, you can be a cowboy too.