I took a crew of kids back to Tonkawa for the NOC interscholastics.  These teams participated in the Ag Communications and Food Science CDE contests.  Although these kids are very capable, my expectations were not high.  They needed to go see how these contests look in real life.  It’s kind of hard to teach a kid to dribble a basketball until they’ve seen a basketball dribbled.  That’s what we did today.  Basically, we learned how to dribble.  It was a fun group of kids.  

      Since I was in Tonkawa, that means I was only a few miles from Rick Barnthouse’s east of Blackwell.  I made the trip over there.  And I am glad that I did.  I got to see a set of flush kids out of Blood Pressure.  There are 4 buck/wether prospects in that pen.  I liked all four.  They are 5 weeks old and they have a chance to be good.  There were some younger Blood Pressure’s and Dirt Road kids that have a chance.  It was a good stop.  Blood Pressure was there also.  That is a an impressive looking 1 1/2 year old buck.  

      On the way home, we stopped at Seelke’s.  I hadn’t seen them in awhile.  I’m glad I stopped.  Jodi was doing good and Bob was just lucky to get to live there with Jode’s and the goats.  After looking through all of the goats, I felt very bad for the Seelke’s.  They have had unfortunate luck with their Dec/Jan kid crop this year.  Although they’ve had a lot of kids and they are healthy and bloomy, I feel bad for them as they are running about 85% wether/buck kids.  They like to raise doe kids and look at does and deal with does.  My heart just feels their pain having all of those male goats on the ground.  I felt so bad for them that I offered to buy these kids off of them.  I don’t know which sale barn that I would haul them to, but I knew that they just didn’t need those goats.  I don’t know what to say, but ol’ Bob is so embarassed by this set of goats, he wouldn’t even let me buy them just to get rid of them for ’em.  Dad gum it.  I guess when he gets ready to get them off the feed bill, I’ll still try to help them out.  

     I got back home and moved a set of does & kids out of the big barn.  I weaned the first set of flush kids.  I just can’t take any more of their recip mothers.  Those WHORES are now out in general population.  I’m hoping that tomorrow morning, I can see MB1, MB2 and some other older, mean, heavy hitters taking turns knocking the fire out of these destructive, welfare loving wenches.  Guilty pleasures.  Now, the countdown begins towards weaning the Spaniards.  

     Then I had a crew drive a bit of a distance to bring me their 3 wethers that they bought last summer.  I was glad to get to see these.  Although, I knew not to sell that Rumour/K11 wether.  I did and he didn’t sell cheap.  Now that I see him again, I wish I still had him.  Oh well.  I’ve made mistakes before and I will gladly bet you that won’t be the last mistake that I make in life.  

      Here’s to hoping that all of you had as good a day as what I did.  Nothing but horseshoes and shamrocks.  Stay flexible but not limp.