Northern Farmer

You know, as I was just coming on site to write this evening I looked at the screen and it said that I’ve posted 70 posts so far, before this one. I never realized that, never looked at the right spot on the screen before I guess. People are going to start thing that Northern Farmer is really Lazy Farmer. Sits by the computer all day making beleive he’s some kind of expert or something. So here is post #71, hmm, what should I write about this evening?

Well, first I’m not going to complain about everything that went wrong today from water pumps not working to a herd of cows that knocked down a fence and got into some of our hay bale rows. What the internet likes the most is stuff about young women, right? So I figure I’ll post about that. That’ll get people’s attention!

We had the privilage of being entertained by two young women today on the farm for two and a quarter hours. And it was wet and wild. (Still with me?) And to top it off both were highly educated and some would call them lookers too. I better write how this has something to do about farm life so I’m not thought of as an internet fake.

Those two gals and myself were a well oiled team. They were veteranarians and I had the honors of holding up a cows tail till I thought my arms were going to fall off. Seems a cow that I had thought was open, not pregnant, for lack of a better word, was. And the calf decided to try to turn around the other way inside mamma. It only got half way and died, a day or two ago. Now anyone that has seen a similar situation, you can go watch TV now or something, and I’ll be very kind and careful in how I describe this part of farm life. It don’t get much worse than that job folks. I don’t know if anyone ever heard that old Johnny Cash song, “One Piece at a Time”, well that’s how this problem is worked through. It’ll test the metal in any person. I won’t describe it in any detail. Hopefully how I hinted around will get the story across.

Seriously, I’m just posting this for anyone that plans on farming or homesteading with animals. There is no better way of life that I know, but a person has to be prepared to do some terrible jobs every once in a great while. And many of the wrecks that happen we will lose. It’s a fact of life and it does hurt badly when we see it happen. We try every possible way to help the animal make it, but sometimes it doesn’t work. Today we saved the cow, it was alot of gruesome work, but in the end, worth it.We could have more easily just took the loss. We’re their caretakers and it’s our responsibility to do everything that we can. Those poor ladies were so, so dirty by the end, and stinky, but as they were hosing themselves off, (I mean they were really in tough shape), they were laughing and joking. I tell you, country folk are something else!

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