So Today started like many others as of lately. With a down pour. While doing chores I got soaked. The goats had to be moved into the new barn AGAIN. It is getting to the point where the goats actually know the routine. This morning two were waiting at the door of the barn and I only had to carry one inside. The others now all run in when called. Honestly, I don’t know if it is a good thing or a bad thing. It is bad because of all the extra rain but a good thing because it is easier to get them to dry land during the rain.
With it raining Mom and I can’t get a whole lot done around the farm so we packed up and headed to town. We did have one issue … getting down our road though … LOL
Good thing there is more then one way out of our house, don’t you think??
While we were at the sale Mom found a calf that no one wanted. She isn’t a pretty little thing but she isn’t unhealthy or anything either. Anyway, Mom brought her home. Normally that isn’t an issue but with all the rain we couldn’t get the truck and trailer to the calf pen to unload her. So I had this brilliant idea. I figured she was small enough for me to just put a halter on her and walk her to the pen. Can we say pasture skiing??
That calf didn’t like the halter at all. When I got in the trailer to put the halter on her she almost climbed in the feed trough in there. I got it on her and Mom turned us out of the trailer and into the yard pen. Mom then had to move the truck and shut the gates … after that she was worthless. She was laughing so hard at me trying to hold on to that lead and that calf buckin’ and flopping and running in circles that she had me giggling. I looked back at one point and I saw Mom trying to move as fast as that calf while holding her sides but she wasn’t getting anything but laughing done. That calf saw open pasture and she took off like a shot. I was holding on to the end of that halter so tight but with my rubber muck boots on and the pasture being slick I was skidding and sliding and literally skiing across the pasture behind her. (And praying I didn’t face plant at any point during this ordeal)
I will say this: Thank the Good Lord that Calf went in the right direction. For whatever reason she headed straight to the alley way at the end of the calf pen. When she got there Mom was not even close to the gate and I had to juggle the gate while holding on to the halter lead with one really mad Heifer on the other end. Did I mention she weighted 260 lbs? And when I say mad, I mean M.A.D. mad. She was bellowing and bucking the whole way.
I could hear Mom laughing from half way across the pasture and it was hard not to join in. I ended up having to tie the heifer off to the gate post Just so I could get the gate open. When she saw that open gate she ran into the pen full force. Only to hit the end of that lead and start flopping around and bellowing even louder this time.
I got the gate shut and then had to figure out how to get that calf off the other end of that halter. I tell you, she was having none of me or my tender hand and soft words … and Mom was STILL useless and doubled over in the pasture in stitches. I couldn’t just leave that calf tied to the post and waiting for Mom didn’t seem to be in the cards either. So I closed the gate and slowly, I started working my way up the lead. Some how, some way I managed to get the calf free of the halter and she ran off into the pen like she owned the joint.
At this point Mom got to the gate. She was red faced and sore, holding her sides. I couldn’t help but bust out laughing too. I just looked at Mom and asked “So who’s idea was that anyway?”
Then tonight my world was invaded by an ugly outside world. Right now we have the doors and windows locked. Everyone is staying inside and Mom has her handgun loaded and by her bed. Why you ask? Well, three suspects involved in a high speed chase have shot a Highway Patrol in the head and car jacked someone else by shooting them in the neck. They found body armor and machine guns in the first car the suspects abandon.
I am sure the law will catch them but all of this is taking place within 15 minutes of our home and in the home town of Mom’s best friend Ms. Karen. Mom is worried for Ms. Karen but knows she has locked up her house too and she too has guns locked and loaded. I pray for all those involved and that it will end soon.
You can find the news report HERE if you are interested.