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Easter Day as a rancher…
This morning when checking cows, we found a newborn calf with its momma. It was maybe an hour old and we saw it get up for the first time.
Then we noticed a cow on the wrong side of our fence… we went to see what cow it was and noticed it wasn’t ours. This began a series of calls to everyone around us with cows. Nobody claimed it or knew whose it was. We closed the gates on that pasture so it would be locked in until we figured out where it came from. We headed back to the house and got ready to head into town to take my dad out for Easter brunch. While we were getting ready, a neighbor called back and said he knows someone missing a cow. An hour later, we determined that a guy about 6 miles away bought 3 heifers at the auction yesterday and when he got home, one escaped and he couldn’t find it… We had lunch with my dad in town and then made arrangements for this guy to come get his rank heifer. While we waited, we tagged calves and gave them their shots. When the guy arrived, we headed out to the pasture and this cow proceeded to break a fence and get in with my herd. We pushed it up and into our calving pen and got it locked in. This b1tch was so rank she charged a metal fence and popped it loose. I’ve never seen a bull do this before, let alone a yearling heifer. We got his trailer backed up and I chased her into his trailer and locked her in. She is going to live in the stock trailer for the next couple days and then go right back to the auction. Nobody needs an animal like that in their herd. I then spent the rest of the day rebuilding a fence (not the one the heifer went through) until sunset. At that point, my wife and daughter came out and told me we were missing a 2 day old calf… we searched until dark when we found it hiding between a fence and the chop building… Tomorrow I will finish my fencing projects and maybe have time to work on my race cars. Happy Easter. Enjoy your prime rib. It’s a 5hit load of work raising these animals for you to enjoy.
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Bet you wouldn't have it any other way, though.
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That heifer sounds like prime rib on the hoof. Probably tastes gamey though from all that unnecessary adrenalin rush. Yes, the work on a farm or ranch never ends. You write down 6 projects for the day and are lucky if 4 get completed to satisfaction. Something always gets hung up.
We are surrounded by farms and ranches but I am just a spectator at this point. We were headed across into town one evening and noticed a calf had gotten himself tangled in a fence next to the road and was agitated. We were in city clothes and wife was having none of "let me just stop real quick and see if I can free him" So I texted a couple cowboys nearby to see if they could make a rescue run. We came back by 2 hours later and it looks like they got him loose. Folks take care of each other around here. Happy Easter up in the great white north!
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Happy Easter Scott,
Maybe try Wagu next year ![]()
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I grew up on a farm, so this sounds all to familiar to me. We had hogs - they would go through, over, or under a fence, but not through an open gate if that's what you wanted them to do.
Ranchers have "lunch?" I didn't know. Farmers have Dinner. Breakfast Dinner Supper
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A few years ago my wife was heading out of our driveway and saw a pig. She called the farmer across the road to see if he A had started raising pigs and B if he had lost one. She was 0 for 2 at that point. Another neighbor had had a visit from a guy who had just delivered a load of pigs to a market in the next town and had come up one short. He left his phone number and within an hour we had the little porker loaded. He was spared for now, as he was bruised up from breaking out of the top of the crate and tumbling off the back of the truck as it went up the road.
You never know what is going to show up. Best Les
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