So, I’ve spent today suffering from fatigue and covered with an unknown rash here for an unknown reason. Not the way I had planned to spend my Saturday. I was going to move manure, fetch stall bedding, re-bed the cow stall, hang the sheets on the clothes line and lots more fun, work-related stuff. But no, I’ve been sitting sadly on the couch too tired and exhausted to care about doing much of anything – what a boring, wasted day!
Until . . . Kristen came in from mowing and announced:
“The cows are behind the back fence.”
I had just sat down to eat – preparing the meal had done me in – but out I went (after securing my supper up high where the food-thieving dog – Luke, who stole cookies off the counter this morning and again from the pantry! – couldn’t get it). Sure enough two cows behind the fence who they were supposed to be in front of it.
I sent Kristen for her Dad who was also mowing and she came moseying back with a bucket of corn. I started waving my arms and yelling at her to hurry up!
The cows had pushed the fence away from the end post (on a side note: 2 days ago Hubby and I were walking back there and I said we needed to put some t-posts in and tighten the fence up around the trees that are on the property line. He said, yeah, there’s not much holding the fence to the end post either). Well, the cows were having a feast in the tall weeds and the poison ivy that inhabits the wooded area behind the back pasture.
Joel went behind them and I walked the fence line, grabbed a stick and managed to whack Sugar on the butt and get her moving in the right direction. She came through the hole in the fence, but Libby turned around and took off back down the fence in the opposite direction. I followed into the tall weeds on our side and Joel circled around and climbed the corner posts to get in front of her. I chased Sugar back toward the opening and that got Libby turned and headed back. Joel was coming behind her and just as she got close, Kristen launched a stick at Sugar to keep her on our side of the fence and Libby turned and ran deeper into the woods! So, Joel circled deeper into the poisonous wood and got around her and she finally came through the opening. I whacked her with the stick to get both cows headed toward the barn and then I left the two of them to fix the fence.
Joshie really wanted that bucket of corn, so I used it to lure him into his stall (it was time to come in anyway) and then I opened the gate for the cows to get to the barn and told them to go their room! They just blinked at me and waved their tales at the flies. Then they turned and charged back toward the corner.
I’d had enough and came back into the house to finish my supper. I had found a tick on my leg and I don’t do ticks!!
And this body-covering rash hadn’t itched all day until I went out in the weeds.
And That’s What’s Happening on the Hobby Farm