The Best Husband In Texas

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She just did everything on her own and without any courtesy to the male with her.

She was an independent cuss.

Austin hurried and followed Iris close enough so that he seemed to be with her. He hesitated when they got to the cow’s slot in the barn. The momma cow had more room than any local human. She watched the calf and mooed if he was too curious. And her calf was steadier.

The new little creature was so curious. The threeday-old calf they’d named Bull’s Eye still lost his footing a shade, but he could regain his equilibrium and was mostly frisky and alert and very nosy. He looked at everything. He smelled everything, and fortunately, no crawfish was around to snap a claw on his nose.

His big momma cow was tolerant and watchful. She mooed when the new calf was out of line. He stopped what he was doing wrong, but he did trip again when he thought he could fool his mother.

How typically male.

But he made even lris laugh. He ate from Iris’s hand. He nibbled the grain perfectly. His mother mooed softly once.

What had the cow said?

The calf stopped crowding Iris and looked at her curiously with jerking movements of its head. It was as if his mother had indicated that the clothcovered creature was not one of them.

Iris laughed.

She did! It was she whom Austin watched. Not the calf. Calves were a dime a dozen. It was this woman who kept Austin’s attention. He watched her, smiling, and a tear came from one of his eyes. She just might make it, after all.

Instantly, Austin tackled the problem of who all would eagerly help her to heal? Besides being a beautiful woman, it was the money she had from her dead husbands that lured the men. Men sought money, however it was found.

But Austin didn’t need her money. He had his own. The problem was: How would Austin keep the eager mob of men away from her until she realized Austin Farrell was the one for her?

Then the little kitten wobbled out from under one side of the barn. It came to Iris and said, “Mew” in a very fragile manner.

Iris scooped it up and held it to her. She asked Austin, “Has the momma cat fed him? He’s hungry.”

She’d spoken! She had!

Austin replied, “I’ll look.”

But he didn’t find the momma cat. Knew she might never be found. And the new little kitten was hungry.

So they went to Austin’s house and the kitten was given a dish of milk. Being as little as it was, it had trouble licking the milk as it was supposed to.

But Austin got an eyedropper—emergency feeder for hurt creatures—and it worked!

Iris asked another question, which startled Austin so much that he had to look at her to be sure it was she who had spoken. He then had to ask, “What did you say?”

Iris repeated, “Where is his mother?”

So they went out and searched the area for the momma cat. With the kitten starving, Austin had figured something had happened to the momma cat. The search was time taking, but it was a pleasure for him to be with Iris.

Then Iris spoke again! She said in regular conversation to him, “I’ll take the kitten home with me and see to it being fed for you.”

That whole, entire sentence!

He looked at Iris in astonishment, and nodded rather vapidly.

So then she asked, “Perhaps I should go on back now and begin to feed the kitten?”