To say the least, it’s been an interesting week. I shall try to narrow it down to only five things:
1. Sunday when J left for Church Rosie wanted to jump in the pickup and ride along. He told her no and sent her to the house. When J got home Rosie was gone. We called her, we looked in buildings and J took a 4-wheeler ride, no Rosie. Monday morning a neighbor called and asked if we were missing a dog. While checking cattle at another neighbor’s place a border collie jumped in his pickup and sat scared and shivering in the passenger seat. We don’t know why Rosie ran off or what she went through. We do know she was glad to see us, covered in cockle-burs and slept most of Monday.
Tuesday when J came in at noon Rosie was on the deck. After dinner J and Roy did a mechanic job in the shop and Rosie disappeared … again. J and I had some new baby calves to tend to and by 4:45 Rosie was back. The new rule at our house is Rosie is either with J or chained up until we get this magic act stopped.
2. Monday afternoon we got the calving barn cleaned! After dinner J had a township task to tend to and I started pitching out pens by hand. I only had three pens to muck out as we didn’t use all the pens for calving heifers. I also pitched straw way from the walls and panels so J could easily drag out the dirty stuff with the bobcat. By 4:30 the barn was bedded with pretty golden straw and ready for the next round.
3. Tuesday morning we recieved a little more rain. It was similar to the moisture we got on Sunday; enough to settle the dust and freshen up the air. With the consistent winds that we have had it won’t take long to get dusty again. After several days of high winds, I gladly welcomed the calm evening we had yesterday.
4. I mentioned that we had new babies to tend to. The cows are starting to give us a few early calves. Tuesday one of the cows that calved was a “geriatric,” she was born in 2003. Apparently after 10 babies some cows have a less than motherly attitude. The calf was a little slow getting up and going; we ended up bringing the pair in and suckling the calf. Apparently this cow has been in the head-gate sometime in her career and has a keen memory. It took a little creativity and 45 minutes for J and I to get her caught. Sometimes the “true grit” of a cattleman is a good quality. I like the smile, high five and “we win” J gave me after the head-gate closed.
5. Wednesday I went to the beauty shop. My last appointment was the end of January and I had Glenda (my hair dresser) even out my layered cut and take off a good inch. Yesterday, I had her add the layers back. My primary hair requirement is that I must be able to pull it into a pony tail. J prefers my hair long and layers are a stylish compromise.
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