Ducks, Cows, Clotheslines and Cats

The following picture is now off limits for me. I have been told by my hubby not to use it for awhile. Oh, I miss it. But it falls off its track at the other end, and when that happens Dave has to climb on top of the barn and then put a ladder on the roof of the barn to reach the wheel and the clothes that have gotten stuck up there. Not the most ideal situation. I don’t really want my hubby breaking his neck for a few clothes.

Otis the calf went to the big pasture up the road last week. Dave actually walked him there. A friend of ours stopped and said, “Aren’t you supposed to walk your dog? Not your cow?”

Dave said, “I don’t have a dog, so the calf will do.”

Otis found a friend in the pasture. That night we went to visit him, and he had actually made friends with a larger Holstein in the pasture. It was kinda cute, since all the rest of the cattle were what I call meat cattle and a few Jerseys. But there was only one other Holstein in the bunch and they became friends. I wonder if cattle are prejudiced? Ha ha.

Pretty soon people are going to start calling me the crazy cat lady. We have a new addition to our cat family. It’s not by choice. She kinda adopted us. This pretty stray has been eating the barn cats’ cat food for months now, and she’s decided to become a bit friendlier. Well, really it’s amazing what a determined 9 year old and a couple of bags of cat treats can accomplish. So that means we now have 5 cats. Ugh.

Dave went to the cattle sale a few weeks ago and sold the twins. Sniff, sniff … But we cannot keep them all. I didn’t get much for them either. Bummer. $66 for 2 twin goats. Not good.