Porfirio Urbano – Well, I don't own these cows, but I'm the pasture rider on these cows. I know these cows. Man, we had a rough night. I thought that light gonna hit us, you know, you see the light and the cattle and the hair, you know, and you see a light. I stand in one corner, and the other brother of mine in another place. And the other fella in the other corner. And another fella in another corner. All night long. And rainin' and lightenin'. Whew! Bum-bum-bum-bum. You could see the light on the horns, yeah. You could see the light. You know, just like….And that time we have a stampede take off and we holler at 'em. "Whoa! Whoa!" And get in the corner and I thought well they stop. And sometime they jam on into the corner the horse is in. Sometime we got to get on top of the gate because they jam when the horse is in. And we holler at him, and we holler at him till he give up. It's light. Man, you know, it's dangerous. You got to work it pretty good to be a cowboy. Cause I could feel it as bein' my ranch, cause I ain't got nothin' to do with this ranch. Because I born up here when I was a little kid and I started ridin' up here and work. And I've been takin' good care and he treat me right. But he ain't gonna run me outta here, I know that.