I hadn’t burned any horns since July. This Sunday, I loaded up the box and the burners and went to help a family with their goat projects. The smell of burning horns is a smell that I just can’t get used to. I wish that somebody could raise a bad ass polled buck. That would be a game changer.
Friday night, I was flipping channels when I realized that the great move Road House was on and just starting. Tammy had never seen this movie, so we watched it. This movie is so bad but still so good. But, you know you are an ag family when you notice that there is some really high quality straw bales stacked in the background in that barn that Dalton lived in.
Now, it’s time to start another week. Have a good one.