This morning I took Baby Dear, and my camera, and hopped in the truck with My Cowboy. He was driving through the cows – making sure everything is OK. The mama cows are still calving, so he drives through them regularly, just to keep an eye on things.
It was a beautiful morning! Started out crisp and cold. The golden rays of sunshine quickly melting the pretty frost off the windows. Southern Gospel music crooned from the radio, muted by the hum of the heater.
My Cowboy drove through pastures, up and down hills, and along the top of high bluffs – looking all the time for anything out of the ordinary. Meanwhile I snugled Reata closely in my lap – cushioning her from the rough pasture bumps. She ‘mooed’ when she’d see a cow, and complain cause I wouldn’t give her my coffee.
Welcome, welcome water.
My Cowboy had doctored a few calves the day before, so he was looking for them. Wanted to see how they were doing.
Ya know – it may seem like a no-brainer, but it’s the little things in life that determine your character. We were in a huge pasture, away from the road and houses. No one would know if he got out of the truck to check on that little calf that was laying there. If it turned up dead the next day, they would have chalked it up to unknown causes. No one would have gotten blamed, no one would have known he ignored it.
But he would have known.
So he got out and checked it. Made sure it was ok. I’m sure he never gave it a second thought, but I had to think: “This is what separates the bad help from the good. This is why some guys will never get anywhere in their pursuit of their goals. Because they overlook or ignore the seemingly small things in life. They don’t put in that extra care – they don’t care about the Boss’s business like they should. They think if only it were their own deal, they would put the time and effort into it.”
I think the way to reach your goals is to be faithful and trustworthy in every job you’re given.
Do your job.
That’s what you’re being paid for.
Do unto others.