To the Maun and Back

Chapter:1

I loaded up the select bulls to take to New York for the series starter of the BFTS of the PBR. Air Time, Soldiers Pride, Magic Train, Hot Iron, and Vegas Outlaw.

It was going to be a long trip but it's going to be worth it! Once all of the bulls were loaded up I was on the road. As I pulled into the parking lot of the Madison square garden I was directed to where they were unloading the bulls.

After the bulls were in their stock pens I went through gave them water, and some feed for the night before going to get some sleep.

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It was the final round of the night. I knew Hot Iron was being ridden by the notorious J.B. Mauney for this round. I watched as he climbed up into the chute. Too bad it's not Air Time or else I would have had money bet on it. I watched as the gate opened and the bull bucked out.

Once the ride was over I fed and watered the bull before checking on the others. They all have been ridden tonight and tomorrow it will be time to head home, switch out bulls and head to the next event.

I cleaned pens out and gave them all water before going to the closest hotel and booking a room. I showered and crawled into the bed before turning out the light.

I dreamed of Jared showing up randomly at the next event telling me I'm doing everything wrong. My uncle raised high school rodeo bulls and already wanted a few of the bulls to cover several of his cows.

I told him that he'd have to wait until summer before that could happen.

J.B.

After signing the divorce papers two months ago I had to either take Bella with me on the road or let her stay at grandparents until I get back. She's at her grandparents house so she could go to school.

Last night I watched as a woman fed and watered certain bulls. They were the Jared Allen Pro Bull Team. I'd know for a fact they were because Air Time was in the mix.

Chesney

After a good night sleep I loaded the bulls up and went home. A little more cash in my pocket than yesterday morning this time. I secured the latch to the back of the trailer and put the lock on it.

Then got into the cab and pulled out. I stopped once letting a bull rider cross in front of me before continuing on. I stopped for a refuel and a drink for the road.

Once back in Texas I drove until I reached the ranch. I knew Jared was off playing football somewhere so I didn't need to worry about him. After unloading the boys I fed and watered them then bathed them.

And of course they'd go and lay down in the dirt after being cleaned. The stock director came by and chose five more of the bulls for Chicago. I did laundry, repacked a duffle bag, and stuck the cleaning supplies in the compartment.

Then cleaned the trailer top to bottom. Once I was done the whole thing was clean. I then loaded the selected ones and started for Chicago. All in three days.

Once I hit the Chicago city limits I put the location in and it took me straight to the arena. The selected bulls were unloaded and put in pens. I gave them water and some hay in a net.

"You wanna see the bulls?  I don't know if there's any here yet baby girl." "Pwease daddy." "Alright lets go see if there are any."

I heard boots on the concrete floor as the person walked closer. "Looks like Air Time and his crew are the first here." I looked up from brushing one to see J.B. Mauney with a little girl.

I continued to brush the bull until he stamped his hind hoof. Then moved to his neck and belly. He shook his head. Once he was clean I went to the big boy. He shook and dirt shook off with him. I started at the center of his back and made my way down to his belly then went on the other side and did the same before brushing his neck and head.

"He's a magnificent bull." I turned seeing J.B. still looking at the bulls with the little girl. They were now in front of Air Time watching him. He let me clean his hooves and scrub his legs clean. I then cleaned his face around his snout and eyes.

To me details are everything when it comes to performance. All he needs now is to be walked.