Straw hats are still OK after La­bor Day

Westside Eagle-Observer - - OPINION - By Bill Bill is the pen name of the Gravette area au­thor of this weekly col­umn. Opin­ions ex­pressed are those of the au­thor.

Here we are again, on the down­hill side of the year. It was a pretty good one all in all, but end­ing up too fast! The hay sea­son that I called over, wasn’t! The calv­ing sea­son I thought was gonna be very short and pro­duc­tive has not been and, so, this re­minds me we are still on earth and per­fec­tion is not mine!

The fall calv­ing cows are al­most all grin­ning at me when I pass by. The spurt of calv­ing brought on by the eclipse, my think­ing, was pro­duc­tive but stopped and has yet to hit high gear again. A few calves a week, but then we are a pa­tient bunch, tongue in cheek!

I was so sure we had enough hay to take care of the world’s beef pro­duc­ers, but the stuff just kept grow­ing and the off­spring couldn’t stand to see it stand­ing in the field. There­fore, and be­cause of that, we cut hay and stacked it out in a cor­ner of the pas­ture, put up a fence, and thanked God for the bounty!

I had to get Snip to the vet for a checkup. A re­fusal to eat on Monday evening and again on Tues­day morn­ing was a sure sign of sick­ness. He didn’t act col­icky or feel hot to the touch, just backed off from the feed and went to the pas­ture. That is not the usual ac­tion of the hog horse in the fam­ily. I had him loaded and to town by 8 a.m., wait­ing for the doors to open. He was still act­ing like his usual self, no stress signs, but I was get­ting sweaty and sorta nau­seous.

My vet is good, laughs at me a bunch and, be­cause he could tell I was in a snit, he quickly got things go­ing. Thank good­ness for help, Snip was fine but full. The old horse’s belly was full of fresh hay and he was not hun­gry, not sick and sure enough not sure why we were at the vet’s clinic! Yes, the off­spring had de­posited a new bale in the cor­ner of his trap, and the old fool stood there eat­ing for about 14 hours! I was re­lieved and the trip was not wasted as I had a cup of cof­fee with the guys and en­joyed the visit!

The neigh­bors have gath­ered hay, gath­ered money to pay for the truck, gath­ered for a prayer meet­ing and sent a semi load of good hay north. We are try­ing to de­cide, and with some good in­for­ma­tion, if we could send a load to the south for the drowned area. Good folks are around ev­ery­where!

It is my opin­ion, and ev­ery­one has one, straw hats are still OK after La­bor Day. I don’t care if the style ex­perts do con­demn it! I have seen my felt hat hang­ing on the hook now for about a month and, by gum­mies, I will not wear it un­til the weather knows it is fall! I am in trou­ble and Sun­day morn­ing was an eye roller as I plopped on the straw for church. I sus­pect many of us are at odds with the close rel­a­tives but, heck, we can’t help try­ing to keep a cool head! I saw with my own eyes a pair of white shoes un­der a pair of pants with fac­tory made rips on the lady in the next to the last pew, so there.

Suf­fice it to say, as my close rel­a­tive put it, com­par­ing is not manly!

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