cows
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Morning Time is quickly becoming my favorite time of day. I can easily say this today, on a Sunday. More specifically the Sunday after I’ve had 8 days off of work. Maybe tomorrow morning I won’t feel the same. Tomorrow. The dreaded Monday. More specifically, the first day back to work. The first day back to work after Spring… Read more
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My cowboy husband J-Dub needed to move some cows on Saturday. They had grazed down a pasture pretty well and needed some greener grass. You know, over on the other side. It is typically a rather large job for one cowboy alone to move 90 cows from one pasture to another, so he moved most… Read more
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My little town got 8.5 inches of snow Tuesday night, and they cancelled school. And as an added bonus, we don’t have to start school until 10:00 this morning. Yippee Skippee!! Snow days don’t come around often, and I try to enjoy them. I spend my day in lazy gear, reading, writing, facebooking, napping. My husband on the… Read more
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I have a new BFF today. He’s my good pal. My buddy. My friend. He’s a little furry. And maybe a little smelly. But I don’t mind at all. Especially today, when he doesn’t see his shadow. I’m ready for an early spring. Here’s some pictures of our world. Yesterday it was 5° at 5:30… Read more
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The weather today is no joke. I went with J-dub to go feed a little. We came upon a herd of yearlings huddled around a water tank attempting to drink from the frozen tank. J-dub grabbed an ax and began chopping ice. I got out to snap a couple of pics and before I knew… Read more
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My husband thinks after 6 years of marriage, I should know all things cow related. Here’s our conversation today (in a nutshell). Me: I think I’ll get a mule. Him: Why? Me: Why not? (pause) Him: I rode a mule once, it was a good sonab**** Me: Isn’t a mule a cross between a horse and… Read more
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Dear Friends, You’ll never guess what I’ve finally got my hands on. I’ve been wanting one of these. I’m going to hang it in my house. Yes, I do believe I heard a barely audible shriek from my sister all the way in New York City. To attain this gem, all I had to say was “I’d like a cow… Read more
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There comes a time in every cowboy’s life when the question arises as to whether or not a cow is pregnant. But only dudes say pregnant. Real cowboys say bred. For fear of embarrassing my husband, I shall only speak in cowboy lingo for this blog. So try to keep up, okay? Recently we acquired a cow that was… Read more
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We have a bovine dilemma. It consists of a cow who lost her baby and is left with a bag full of milk. And a baby who was born a twin and its old momma doesn’t have enough milk for two which leaves it powerful hungry. The logical answer would be to let the baby calf nurse a momma with… Read more
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My life is hectic lately. And I don’t like it. I like peace and serenity. I go visit the cows. Aw, serenity. The soft moos. The whisper of the breeze through the bluestem grass. The sweet suckling at the teet. The pictures of nature. Aw,serenity. Deep breaths. Calmness in my soul. Until Jason cusses. See… Read more
Angel Wheeler 