Monday, October 28, 2013

Milly milking the cow

Utah trip 023I want everyone to know I love my cows  and I’m pretty sure if there isn’t a reciprocal feeling there is at least a modest amount of familiarity to our relationship in that I’m missed when I don’t do the regular chores.

For example, while I was away on business all last week Milly had to do all the chores and Rosebud and Ranger missed me dearly. On my way home while I was being fully “Pat Down” by airport security (my contact eye solution tested positive for something dire. At least they said it turned the little stick thing semi blue so they had to treat me will full precaution) I receive the follow set of text messages from Milly:

In the battle for The Milk, the calf nearly knocked me over, the cow kicked the bucket over, the calf managed to tear the entire rope attachment assembly board off the wall, the kitten got into the milk pail, the calf mounted the cow twice, the cow was moved to a nearby fence post for reattachment, and then refused to give any milk. Net result? Half a gallon of creamy white fresh milk. Please come home soon!!!

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I kid you not. That was word for word from my beloved wife.

I couldn’t help but burst out laughing at the text which wasn’t necessarily the expected response from the guy patting me down in such a thorough manner. The rest of the security breach was spent with me smiling and giggling. Not sure that’s the normal way to act during such a procedure but they started it and I couldn’t help myself.

I think Milly has at least a mild amount of love and affection for me. (does missing me because she has to do all the chore lessen the above sentiment?) Not at all. I’m glad I’m good for something and Rosebud all but cried when I showed up in the morning for the regular duties.

I still haven’t attached the rope attachment assembly. I laugh every time I go out to the cow shed and see it hanging off the shed roof and think of the text message and the poor confused TSA agent. 

Sunday, October 27, 2013

Update from the farm

The busy time of year is coming fast to a close. When the weather starts to look like this it’s time for us to hunker down for the winter that is soon to be upon us. Of course yesterday it was plus 20 Celsius so this sudden cold snap may only be a test run and we could be still playing baseball by Wednesday.

-17 tomorrow morning, really? I think I’ll be lazy and leave the calf out to do the milking.

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I should probably be nice to Ranger since we did the deed to him finally.

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We had some friends come visit us from Australia and I couldn’t think of a better way to introduce them to farm life other than taking care of a castration.

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Up close and personal.

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I found a new favorite hat. It’s a little ripped up on the brim but I guess that’s to be expected since a chainsaw kicked back and hit me on the head.

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It hit pretty hard but only left a small mark. Thank goodness I like good hats with thick brims.

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I’ve said before that I’m not a farmer but I think the above picture shows the contrary. We harvested about 175 lbs of potatoes and 75 lbs of carrots.

At least my hat is nice.

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The kids have been a big help this year with our dehydrating. We’ve dehydrated apples, beets, pears, lots of herbs, zucchini, etc.

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Here’s a nice picture of something Milly manufactured. Any guesses what it is? A free steak dinner to the first one that guesses correctly.

Answer to come in the next post.

Hopefully it won’t be another 3 months before I get to the answer. If the weather continues as indicated I’ll have a lot of time to sit by the fire and write random blog posts about the silly happenings of life on the farm.

I hope it stay –17 for 6 months.