I’ve not been as busy as normal.  But I also haven’t been sitting around eating bon-bons. I haven’t been fishing…yet.  But, it is on the horizon.  I’ve kidded out does, managed stock and trying to keep some first-timers milking and raising kids properly.  Not always easy.  I need to wean two sets of calves, but I’ve got to haul a couple to the butcher in order to make room.  I will be honest.  I take

Where to go?  I don’t know how to write anything anymore.  My mind stays whirling, kind of like a limited slip differential in mud.  One tire is spinning but the other one…. I don’t know what to think about how to market show stock in the current climate.  It’s going to get better…but when.  Well photographed hair still seems to sell well in the goat world. On that note, aren’t there enough of us that

High school, college, whatever….we have all had a history lesson or two.  We need to study history.  Heck, currently, we are all learning more about the Spanish Flu of 1918.  I am sure that I am not the only one that does not remember learning about this crap.  Is it real?  IDK. Saw a book face post this morning of a 101 year old survivor of the Spanish Flu, World War I & II.  I

You clowns thought that I was going to write about that Tiger King stuff that is blowing up social media.  One would have to have a netflix account in order to watch that stuff.  This is a safe house. On a goat note, I got some pics sent to me of baby goats being born out of a flush from Next Friday and a wicked, proven doe.  I like the color.  Maybe, a Tiger King

Not just another Thursday.  This day brings milestones to the Kelln piece of paradise.  Today, brings the anniversary since I last drank a soda pop.  I wasn’t addicted but I did like a jazzed up Mountain Dew.  Nothing for the last year.  It’s amazing how a hip out of place will change your life.  I now drink a LOT of water and I pee A LOT!!! I moved a doe with twin kids out of

I will be honest.  The last several days have kind of kicked the heck out of me.  No, I haven’t had classes but I have been busy with this ag teaching gig.  The Shattuck school administration has been busy trying to prepare for this shit-show that we are currently experiencing.  This is a time of year when I am happy to be busy–kids working on CDEs, speeches, getting ready for convention and banquet–all while gathering

I haven’t had a Corona in years. While in quarantine, we did wash, clip and photo a bunch of yearling bucks as well as some winter born kids.  I really like one of these bucks.  He is the biggest chested, busted open ribcage, squarest racked and big center loined deals that I have ever handled.  I like him. Friday night, I gave a speech to Blaine Rue about growing your own.  Grow your own customers,

I have not been the most prolific blogger for the past couple of months.  There has been plenty to write about but I haven’t made time.  Now, I have time. Several OYE stories. On the Saturday morning of the doe show, one of my prize 8th graders had washed and dried his doe.  He was standing in the middle of the busy aisle that leads from one barn to the next.  He waited until it

So, so many thoughts.  It’s been a long, long, long time since I’ve had any kind of spring break.  Now, I guess I’ve got one until April 6. Huge thank you to all of the crew that runs the Oklahoma Youth Expo.  They were doing their very, very best to get through this show.  The current climate in the world is what finally shut them down. Sunday evening, I knew that the plug was getting

Pray. Pray for our kids. Pray for our way of life. Pray for our troops. Pray for agriculture. Pray for common sense. Pray for each other. Pray for our leaders. Pray against evil. Pray for our nation. Pray for our future.   I’ve only got one thing to say. It is time to pray.