What a day…and it isn't even noon yet. First the cows were on high alert this morning. (Even though both cow and cooperate start with the same two letters, the similarity ends right there.) Don’t know if it is that we are going to get a storm later today or if the flies are starting to bite, but the boss and I both got switched in the face by dirty tails this morning. Several times. That REALLY hurts, and it doesn’t make you more cheerful to have it happen!
Then we couldn’t get Alan’s show cow, Bayberry, into her stall to milk her. There were just the two of us, and we just could not get her to let us lock her up no matter what we did. Liz had the morning off for her birthday, but she came over to help us feed calves, and even with her help we couldn’t get her to put her head in the stanchion. Maybe she is coming in heat.
Tonight hopefully she will calm down. Alan will have to go out and catch her in the field with a halter (she will only let him do that-nobody else), because we are not going to let her do the circus in the barn thing again.
While she was tear-assing around the barn being an idiot she went up into the manger in the annex of the barn and stepped on that little kitten in the picture below. Miserable witch anyhow. I think the kitten will be okay, but there was just no reason for all that misbehavior.
I am going to hide out in the garden today and try to get some stuff planted. Hopefully the asparagus will behave itself.
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Poor kitten!
I never knew cows were so contrary. It makes sense, though, since they both start with c.
Careful ... asparagus will be sending out rhizomes to choke their neighbors. Don't get in the middle of it. ;)
Cubby, kitty was lucky and is fine tonight and we did get Bayberry in and milked...and KEPT her in at least for tonight. All it took was Alan being there. She really loves him.
Wil, one of those days. Got half of it planted and a thunderstorm rolled in and shut me down.
I fear asparagus.
One good thing, I've never heard of asparagus stepping on a kitten. Now brussel sprouts, that's a different story!
FC we are a strange bunch around here with vegetables. We eat weird ones voluntarily. I actually love asparagus, although it is a lonely way to be.
Gene, that was just how I felt about it yesterday. Figured getting some of the new roots the boss bought me into the ground would be a safe and undemanding way to spend the day. Then the thunder and lightning tuned up. Oh, well. This morning Bayberry was a sweet as pie. Of course it could be because Alan milked her.
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