Nyehnyeh On Them
Ranch life.
It's not the Ponderosa!
I've talked about it before...
the dirt/mud...
the slime of pus and placentas...
the occasional c-sections and broken legs and miscellaneous visits from the vet... (interesting in their own way)
the blood...
the snot...
and never forget the exceeding amount of poo... everywhere.
It's why I love my Whirlpool front load washing machine...
Today was one of those days.
And Daniel got it on film.
My favorite.
Warts.
Eeeeeww. Just eeeeeww.
Even though the vet cleans his equipment, it seems like warts tend to grow around the metal bangs tag he has to insert after vaccinating for brucellosis. We had about 7 or 8 today.
So...
We (meaning Daniel) have to pull out the metal tag. I would, but squeezing pliers/pulling/while a yearling heifer slings her head around... the guys win the upper arm strength contest, so I let 'em do it.
If the wart is LARGE, we (meaning me) pull it off. And then throw it somewhere my dogs won't eat it... because that's GROSS. Evidently *they* don't think so, because they'd snarf it in a second. My dogs have no taste.
Oh? Did I give a HERE COMES GROSSNESS WARNING?
Oops.
My bad.
So... everyone that hates grossness is gone, right?
Here's Daniel removing the bangs tag...
And to be fair... he took a pic of me peeling off that wart.
I look like I'm working hard. I'm not... but that's also my "I Hate This Job Squished Up Face". Everyone knows that... and Daniel had to say, "Mom, are you going to do this?" and, of course, I had to say "Yes." Because they expect me to say "Are you Crazy? I hate that job... you do it!" So, nyehnyeh on them... I think.
And I didn't even throw that wart at Vernon...
the dogs were too close.
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i wouldn't even do that for my own kid, much less a cow...gross!
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I don't feel too good now....
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Keep in mind that some of us read this blog before breakfast!! Um....Yuuuk. I had no idea and wish I still didn't! I am sitting here with the same scrunched up face that you displayed!..
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I'm also reading this blog during breakfast. However, I work for a vet's office so it was really interesting to me. That we would prob. cauterize off. Do those sites ever get infected or do you give antibiotics when you remove them?
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Sandy, Caite, Alice and Sally... so sorry. Guess warts and morning coffee don't go together... I'll try to put the warning up higher next time! We use blood stop powder and that's about it. We don't have to worry too much about flies or infection this time of year. We try NOT to give many antibiotics... we want to sell them as *natural* and so we have to track them if they get a shot. If they get sick we treat, but not as a preventative measure.
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Now that is new to me. We don't have warts. But it is amazing to me. I am with you, if it needs to be done then I am in.
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We didn't used to have them either... hard to tell what started it...
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Eew! yucky! Ranch life is not for the squeemish!
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Well, as a ranchwife, you could just stay in the house and cook all day and not do this stuff. But where's the fun in that?
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Do you just peel it off like you would a scab? Does the cow seem to mind?
I'm fascinated! Do you know what causes them?
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They are caused by viruses... just like human warts... there is a vaccine for them, but it is too expensive. We used to never have them, then we had a TON, now they're working their way out... It is more like the sensation of pulling a plastic film off of glass... course you have to pull harder! The trick is getting the edges pulled up first with the heifer shaking her head. They don't seem to mind once it's off, they don't want you messing with their ears though, they're not used to that!
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I love that you don't cut us any slack ... it's the good, the bad, and the ugly of ranching.
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Judy... it is what it is. I don't think there's anything wrong with honesty. Though, maybe I should have put the warning in earlier...
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Reminds me of my trips home to my roommates ranch in college, cattle ranch in Central Ca. They always made me carry the oyster bucket ( Los Angeles, City chick....) They old coots tried to make me gag, but I held my ground!. Nice blog.
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Brenda, good for you! Oysters never bothered me... and I have no qualms about eating them either...
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