Valentine’s Day was a long one around here. The problem–does. Almost all problems in the goat world trace back to does. I induced 4 does. I was prepared for them to start dropping about 9 pm on Tuesday night. No, no. One started at midnight. Then had another about 2. Then I assisted another doe about 4 and pulled a single. Then I realized that the first doe might not be done. I pulled one
What is the strongest motivational force? Come on…name it. Don’t try to get to smart. Don’t over think it. What is it? No. It is not the gravitational pull of the Death Star. Nor is it the strong desire to eat a box of Little Debbie oatmeal snack cakes while watching the winter olympics. Simply, it is Momma. Regardless of species, everyone wants to do right by momma. No matter what. Even eminem used his
Today is the Ellis County Livestock Show. County shows, as a whole, can be pretty stressful. But, this one should be pretty calm. Typically, it is a laid back affair. One, all of the ag teachers and the county agent all get along, so we don’t cause many problems for each other. Two, although there are some hyper-competitive stock show families in this county, as a whole, they have their sights on trying to take
The weather is not. It is cold, real cold 12 F with a north wind that hits about 25 mph. I don’t know the wind chill, nor care. All I know is that it is not fun. Had a couple of calves born yesterday, I hope their ears are okay. The wethers got worked and the kidding barn is ready. Time to go back to work. Looked at a fun set of wethers today. When
This Friday means an entry deadline. It also means there are other deadlines looming and in between we get to have a county stock show. Yeah! The wanton waste of money that will be spent on wood chips, wood pellets and animal bedding begins to spike and will continue until OYE is over. Fine tuning of animals and showmanship continues with an eye towards target shows. Friday in Oklahoma is supposed to pretty nice as
In the goat show world, anymore, I’m not sure what would qualify as a world champion. However, I have recently encountered a world champion. Not that it was identifying itself with a big belt or trophy. I have wrestled this champion for almost 35 years (so that rules out the Dragon Lady for you smart asses). This wrestler almost always wins. I enjoy a good wrestling match. Okie State is wicked awesome! But this one
I wish I had a good story about this, but I don’t. Simply, I was shutting off lights and locking doors on Thursday night. I stubbed my toe (not the pinky but the one next to it on my left foot). Caught it on the corner of the gun safe. All stubbed toes hurt but I knew that this one wasn’t good. Friday morning, I went to the Dr. Hadn’t been to one in decades.
Goats should not be called goats. Albeit though it may, goat is a four letter word. However the word malady is more appropriate. There is always something wrong with at least one of these things. Sometimes, I just dread reading a text, email or listening to a phone call. It doesn’t matter whose farm or how many, there is always some of the following going on. –My goat(s) has coccidia problems. Oh really. Not unusual.
When Tammy and I first got married, she couldn’t cook anything but lasagna. A whole big dang pan of lasagna. She would cook it on Sunday. It was good. Real good. I would heat it up again on Monday. By Tuesday, I needed a break and so I made a sandwich. Wednesday, I would reheat another chunk of lasagna. Then I didn’t touch it again. And by Friday, it had penicillin growing on it. So
Last Sunday, I clipped a heifer. I was sore on Monday. Wednesday night, I clipped another heifer. Little bit stiff on Thursday. Friday, I clipped again on two more. Saturday–not sore. I guess I am back in cattle clipping shape. But still fatter than I should be. Took a couple of first time cow showmen to a jackpot in Laverne, OK on Saturday. Up early, blow heifers out, load chutes, load tack, load generator, load
