Opinions worth about a spit in the wind
It was a long day and I was worn pretty smooth by dark thirty. The offspring were not full of pep either, all of us ready to shut off the lights and head to the house! The waiting on the college kid was over because he came in for the weekend and we collected him immediately. The spring roundup is a “said and done” thing now. We still have two bunches to finish up, but the Motorcycle Gang bunch was the first through the chute and it was woolly!
The steers weigh in at seven hundred ninety pounds on average and will be headed for the feedlot PDQ. I was glad to see so many of them big and they are the kind of cattle we want to market. What a pleasure to see a feller’s lifelong ambition coming to a peak! That is what we want, the result on the plus side after all the blood, sweat and tears. The snotty steers were deserving of all the bad names they were called as they tried to wreck the place instead of calmly walking through the chute!
My close relative is home. I missed her a bunch and didn’t even enjoy the junk food like I thought I would. I ended up eating cold fried chicken she left for me in the fridge, along with some pork’n beans. She left me a stack of cookies and a slab of cake, so I made it but it was a long five days without her here! I made the bed, sorta kinda, the day I expected her arrival and one of the offspring’s close relatives came out and cleaned up some. My hands just don’t fit the broom.
I am back in the saddle as often as possible. Jack is just too much to leave standing and it is good for both of us to get the exercise. I put a new latigo on my saddle the other night and bought another pad. I still like riding with a hair pad, no fuss and it is good cover for a horse. The new colorful blankets are pretty but Jack is pretty enough without adornments!
The bullpen is working well. They all love the feed and are still getting used to the lack of freedom. I expect a free for all anytime; a couple of the boys are more aggressive than the others and that might cull them out.
I warn about the noxious weeds and diseases in cattle and I would like to say a word or two about being aware of bulls. The breeders who sell bulls are aware of never making pets, just don’t aggravate a male bovine by touching his head, trying to make him do anything but move. Big male bovine can and will kill some folks this year. There are stats on the death rate for ranchers killed by bulls. Be aware, he is huge and he will be very fast! Be Aware!
It is my opinion, and everyone has one, and opinions are worth about a spit in the wind as proved in D.C. We all are about to holler, “Uncle,” waiting on spring this year. I suspect the pandemic is one of the reasons we are so desperate for sunshine, green grass and hot weather. I saw enough proof of fresh green grass as we worked through the cows to assure you it is gonna come on if Jesus doesn’t call the roll first! Just continue being kind, work hard and ride good horses!
Oil your guns and buy ammo and “Remember the Alamo”!