Back in 1974, when our son Travis was a little boy, his daddy was teaching Him how to rope.  Bill would make a loop in his rope and throw it around the horse, the bush, the sawhorse or Travis. When our little guy finally got the hang of roping, he was a menace because he would throw the rope at anything that moved! Our dog was his victim most often and would lay close to Travis so he could not be chased, roped and tied up!