You May Be A Rancher If...

Your dog rides in your truck more than your wife.

You convince your wife that an overnight, out-of-state trip to buy a bull is a vacation.

You wear specific hats to farm sales, livestock auctions, customer appreciation suppers, and vacations.

You have ever had to wash off in the backyard with a garden hose before your wife would let you in the house.

You've never thrown away a 5-gallon bucket.

You have used baling wire to attach a license plate.

You can remember the, % of the calf crop, or weight gain of the yearlings that came off the ranch you rented 10 years ago, but cannot recall your wife's birthday.

You have fibbed to the new ranch hand about the disposition of the horse he is about to ride.

You have driven off the road while examining your neighbors cattle.

You have buried a horse and cried like a baby.

You've used the same knife to make bull calves in to steers, and peel apples.

I cannot take credit for this wonderful list, I received it in an email. I discovered I match several of these so I may be a rancher.