{"id":23175,"date":"2026-04-01T17:25:25","date_gmt":"2026-04-01T23:25:25","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/?p=23175"},"modified":"2026-04-22T17:26:26","modified_gmt":"2026-04-22T23:26:26","slug":"theres-my-cowboy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/index.php\/2026\/04\/01\/theres-my-cowboy\/","title":{"rendered":"\u2018There\u2019s My Cowboy\u2019"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>We\u2019d driven ten long hours with our trailers back in tow. We were searching for a place to ride away from sleet and snow.<br \/>\nThe Southern Utah border should have welcomed us from cold. But, the Utah, Arizona weather promised snow tenfold.<br \/>\nThe frigid wind blew from the north. It packed a nasty punch. So, the cowboys crowded \u2018round the fire, the dangdest sorry bunch.<br \/>\nOne cowboy spoke up, said, \u201cIt\u2019s warmer back in Idaho. I think we should pack up before we freeze from nose to toe.\u201d<br \/>\nAnother chimed in, \u201cWhy so grim?\u201d And tossed wood on the fire. But the weather made us wonder, was our situation dire?<br \/>\nRight then I heard a stranger\u2019s voice. The sound came from a phone. The voice cried, \u201cThere\u2019s my cowboy\u201d with a female tender tone.<br \/>\nThe cowboys gave a whoop, then every eye turned back his way. The cowboy looked down to his phone without a word to say.<br \/>\nThe look his face was wearing, oh, so precious nonetheless. We knew she was his sweetheart, not much need for us to guess.<br \/>\nThe cowboy got up from his chair and moved back from the fire. The cowboys pondered what they\u2019d heard. Her words would soon inspire.<br \/>\nSoon every cowboy held his cellphone tight against his ear. They walked back from the fire pit just so no one else could hear.<br \/>\nEach cowboy called his sweetheart. They were yearning for her voice. One bachelor called his mother, said, \u201cI didn\u2019t have much choice.\u201d<br \/>\nThe cowboys moseyed back around the fire to feel the heat. They tossed more wood to warm their limbs and found the warmest seat.<br \/>\nNo word was uttered but each face grinned like a jenny mule. The cowboys knew at home they had the world\u2019s most precious jewel.<br \/>\nAnd then one cowboy piped right up and said, \u201cI\u2019m feeling warm. Maybe we should stay a while. There can\u2019t be any harm.\u201d<br \/>\nWhy is it that a sweetheart\u2019s voice can soothe the saddest bumps? It\u2019s a little bit of heaven when you\u2019re feeling in the dumps.<br \/>\nAnd I won\u2019t forget those gentle words the cowboy shared that night. \u2018Cuz, \u201cThere\u2019s my cowboy\u201d makes a man feel number one outright!<\/p>\n<p>\u2013 Bryce Angell<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>We\u2019d driven ten long hours with our trailers back in tow. We were searching for a place to ride away from sleet and snow. The Southern Utah border should have welcomed us from cold. But, the Utah, Arizona weather promised snow tenfold. The frigid wind blew from the north. It packed a nasty punch. So, [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":479,"featured_media":20768,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"tdm_status":"","tdm_grid_status":"","_pvb_checkbox_block_on_post":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[160,2],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-23175","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","5":"has-post-thumbnail","7":"category-cowboy-poetry","8":"category-commentary"},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/23175","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/479"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=23175"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/23175\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":23176,"href":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/23175\/revisions\/23176"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/20768"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=23175"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=23175"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=23175"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}