I watched an actual episode of Law & Order SVU tonight. I had only really watched reruns on USA channel at 4am. Cool. I do have a new favorite TV show. Forged in Fire on the history channel. This is a well made reality program that shows people using blacksmith skills. It’s pretty cool. I guess there was a goat show in Denver today.
I was cruising the internet on this fine evening, trying to do a bit of research to help a kid with a speech topic. One of the items that we were looking for has to do with America’s favorite condiment. For decades, it was ketchup (catsup, if you prefer) that occupied the top spot. But, several years ago, salsa overtook the throne. When dealing with hot dogs, there is only one decision–ketchup or mustard?
It was cold this morning. 10 degrees is what the pickup and the tv both said. The ground was covered with a very powdery, very dry snow. Maybe 2 or 3 inches. I went about chores and getting fresh water to all of the stock. I made it back in and Tammy told me that she was going to let Duke sleep in. I was like “WTH?” She said, “They cancelled school.” Now, I was
The new year is here, and so far, it has been a very pleasant year. The wind did NOT howl on the 1st and the weather was absolutelty perfect in NW OK on the 2nd. I’m talking short sleeves, no wind, awesome evening kind of weather. But the wheels will fall off in a day or two. Duke and I were out of school on the 2nd, so we went to Cleo Springs to pick
These things can be frustrating. Especially, if you don’t have time to sit, watch and make sure that they consumate the deal. Sometimes, you just have to put the doe in with them, walk off and hope that they get it done. However, if you had a young buck just running with some does, and you were thinking that they couldn’t possibly breed a doe yet, then they would settle all of them. I’ve
I don’t exactly love hunting. But there are things that I do love about hunting. For example, I just spent this Wednesday hunting quail with friends and family. I don’t exactly enjoy cleaning birds. I dang sure don’t normally walk that much in a given day. And I don’t enjoy missing a shot or two. However, I love being outside and finding animals. I love firing a gun. Even if I missed twice, on
Just got done looking at facebook and all of the posts of stock showers headed to Phoenix. Our family has had numerous fun trips to the ANLS. Duke and I discussed whether we were going this year and we both had the same opionion–we wanted to go, but didn’t really want to be gone that long. So, we came up with a plan–we didn’t even nominate any goats so that we didn’t even have to
I haven’t made it to the keyboard for most of this week. This weather has been crazy. Frozen & windy to sunny and nice. I’ve been dealing with some stuff this week. Very important stuff. First, it is scary how many perfume/cologne ads are on tv this time of year. Lots of scantily clad people doing lots of different things. Some spartacus looking scenes. A barely dressed couple making out on a snowy mountain side.
I am sure that somewhere, probably in the midwest, this weekend, a goat was born during this cold spell and that goat will be a special buck prospect that will be named….wait….wait……wait for it…….Polar Vortex. I can tell you this much, that goat was NOT born at our piece of paradise. There is one doe that has week old triplet doe kids in the kidding barn. Duke’s wethers are taking up occupancy on the other
This title may not make sense, but it should. I’ve always tried to follow this rule, but I have deviated from time to time. My dad instilled in me, “that no matter the species, you are raising meat in the end. Don’t jeapordize the end product.” We have always had excellent beef, pork and now goat meat in our family. Of course, that year that he made me show sheep in 1984, we hauled them