This was first published May 30, 2015.
Lunch at 9:30 pm means you’ve had a lonnngggg day.
No puppies… Either I can’t count or Dally can’t…
Took Eden and Lucas out to help about 11 am. Turns out they’d gathered most of our cows, which meant a loooooonnnnng time sorting and trailing and mothering up… then they sent us four wheeler cowboys (and two real ones) on ahead, while three stayed behind and helped a neighbor. Lots of whooping and hollering and zooming…
I’ve had just about all the fun I can stand. Lotion on the sunburn, advil, aspirin for the dogs, more drinks of water for all of us…
Poke me with a fork, I’m DONE!
