Well… I was planning on baking a huge batch of cinnamon rolls and freezing them. But.
Cow work it was.
My part was simple… I had elected NOT to ride. By golly, sometimes I’m gonna win at this Fairweather Cowboy Gig! When the thermometer said 2*… I voted to open gates, set out the CATTLE ON ROAD signs on the highway, block escape routes, and flag for traffic, all from within the comfort and heat of my Durango. Besides, it’s tough enough to board my horse on a good day… put a couple layers more on me for warmth, and you’d have to use a crane to get me on and off!
Our yearling heifers had oh-so-nicely mixed themselves up with our calves… so… the first order of business was to get them straightened out. Then trailed home. So the real work could begin…