Saturday morning, outside the sun is shining over the ranch and the predicted temperature is over 80 degrees, “wall to wall sunshine” they say, that means “fence to fence” in the field. Wonderful, today we think is the day we start bucking the hay in the pasture and stacking it in the barn and it is forecast to be the hottest day of the year! The A team have been mentally prepared.. (well, as far as we can prepare them !!), muscles have been flexed and stretched and we are ready to go..I think!!!
“It’s dead” said the mournful voice down the phone, “there’s no more I can do for her”. From the other end of the line I had mental pictures of all the possible applicants that may have made an unscheduled entrance into critter heaven. A little bit of prodding and the deceased causing the concern turned out to be…the lawnmower deck. My JD lawnmower hit one rock too many, it chewed up one ( or maybe two) irrigation risers, it had risen like Lasarus several times but this time it was as dead as a really dead dodo and there is no way it is coming back to life. The surgical A team, clearly did everything possible, the photo evidence shows a deep diagnostic discussion in progress but the prognosis was dire and it was with deep regret Greg declared it dead and unfixable. Deep regret because that means Greg has to buy a new one, smile !!!
Lamb Chop got back into the head squeeze for his daily butt scrub without too much resistance, he has become accustomed to his tail being unceremoniously lifted and the scrubbing brush taken to his grungy “bits” but yesterday he had a special photo call. Lamb Chop looks quite the cool dude with his sun hat set at a sassy angle on his head. Bless him the little man that has forgotten he is a sheep just wants to be Derek’s best buddy ( as long as he has peanuts …or carrots will do!)
Followers of the diary will have noted that no mention of Molly Dolly and their calves…that’s because, to date, there aren’t any!!! As soon as a nose, feet or water bubble appears I will update the diary…!!
In the henhouse, our young chickens have come of age, tiny little eggs are appearing in the nest boxes and since they have physically matured enough to lay eggs, the testosterone level has gone up higher than the temperatures on the east coast. Rampant roosters upset the ladies, upset ladies means egg count is down, egg count down means immanent rooster round up.
Time to go, have a great day, keep safe, think of us out in the field. Take care, M
“It’s dead” said the mournful voice down the phone, “there’s no more I can do for her”. From the other end of the line I had mental pictures of all the possible applicants that may have made an unscheduled entrance into critter heaven. A little bit of prodding and the deceased causing the concern turned out to be…the lawnmower deck. My JD lawnmower hit one rock too many, it chewed up one ( or maybe two) irrigation risers, it had risen like Lasarus several times but this time it was as dead as a really dead dodo and there is no way it is coming back to life. The surgical A team, clearly did everything possible, the photo evidence shows a deep diagnostic discussion in progress but the prognosis was dire and it was with deep regret Greg declared it dead and unfixable. Deep regret because that means Greg has to buy a new one, smile !!!
Lamb Chop got back into the head squeeze for his daily butt scrub without too much resistance, he has become accustomed to his tail being unceremoniously lifted and the scrubbing brush taken to his grungy “bits” but yesterday he had a special photo call. Lamb Chop looks quite the cool dude with his sun hat set at a sassy angle on his head. Bless him the little man that has forgotten he is a sheep just wants to be Derek’s best buddy ( as long as he has peanuts …or carrots will do!)
Followers of the diary will have noted that no mention of Molly Dolly and their calves…that’s because, to date, there aren’t any!!! As soon as a nose, feet or water bubble appears I will update the diary…!!
In the henhouse, our young chickens have come of age, tiny little eggs are appearing in the nest boxes and since they have physically matured enough to lay eggs, the testosterone level has gone up higher than the temperatures on the east coast. Rampant roosters upset the ladies, upset ladies means egg count is down, egg count down means immanent rooster round up.
Time to go, have a great day, keep safe, think of us out in the field. Take care, M
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