Never thought I'd have a story about a stubborn mule named Roscoe bringing in mo

Never thought I'd have a story about a stubborn mule named Roscoe bringing in more than my morning ride, but that's what happened today. He decided to make a break for it, leading me on a wild chase through the mesquite. Put a dent in my plans but reminded me how much I've come to appreciate my old rope. Better than any fancy gear I've tried. Have you ever had a tool that made a difference when nothing else would?