a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing
Showing posts with label spying. Show all posts
Showing posts with label spying. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Horror! The Head Gate...


The calves weren't real excited
Normally we tag and tattoo when they are much younger but due to the few health setbacks Hubby was unable to complete that until the past week.  Of course he chose a time when I was not around to help.  He didn't know my sister watches after him.  She kept her distance but took pictures so she could report to me and to give Hubby a hand if something went wrong.  Luckily she just had to take pictures.
No one wants their baby to get a tattoo but it is far more humane than the old hot brands that used to be used.  The purpose is two-fold, you can identify your stock and the tags contain a tick repellent.  If the tag is lost, the tattoo remains.
All done except one.  The calves won't come back to the corral even for food.  It is the head gate that scares them not the result of what was done.  Hubby never knew there was a spy in the tree line.

Monday, May 2, 2011

A Glimpse of The Herd

The horses are enjoying the green grass.  Although, we still have many cool days, things are growing, animals and plants alike.  Viewing this, I wondered, what in the world was Charme doing.
Charme continued to be the strange one.  She must be in season and none of the other guys can help her out.  Even in their ratty-tatty pasture state, my horses bring me peace.  Magic has been rolling in the mud but every one is beginning to get their summer coats.
They graze peacefully.
They were unaware anyone was around.
Oh, to ride!
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