The plan was to get our cows ready for calving season… Giving them a couple of shots and some pour-on so that they’ll be at their healthiest when their babies are born. Think of it as bovine forms of pre-natal vitamins, some antibodies, and, uh, wormer.
We always have some neighbors come help, and we’ll repay them soon with our help, so a big lunch was going to be necessary. I decided on good ol’ meatloaf, mashed potatoes, salad, and green beans… which is ok, but it’s hard to go help with the cows and boil potatoes and put a meatloaf and brownies in the oven at the appropriate times.
By the time I had things cooking away, I knew I wasn’t going to run down the four miles and help *really work*, so I just relaxed and let them come to the food when they were ready. I did go down after lunch, but they were just finishing up when I arrived.
Well, we all know when the work is done… there’s usually more work to do! Sure enough, they put me to work trailing one bunch down the road to the other place. Johnny took the lead… and Eden and I were behind.
It was a wonderfully gorgeous Wyoming winter day… The cows knew where to go… The sun was shining…