You betcha, Stilly. Ain't nothin' like Spring roundup: draggin' them dogies to the brandin' fire, stretchin' 'em out, brandin' 'em, cuttin' 'em, put in an earnotch, and turn 'em loose agin. Then put them calf fries into the fire until they pop open and you got some gooooooood eatin'! Add a little beer and the Sons of the Pioneers singin' the background with the stars comin' out one by one an' mebbe in the background a coyote howlin' an' you got the Real Western Experience. It don't git no better'n that, lemme tell ya.