On a lighter note, here's how my Sunday ended, as related by Catherina to teh Dexter Breeder's email list: --- Catherina <stbrigidsgatefarm@xxxxxxxxxxxx> wrote: > To: dextercattle2@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx > From: "Catherina" <stbrigidsgatefarm@xxxxxxxxxxxx> > Date: Mon, 12 Jul 2004 03:24:40 -0000 > Subject: [Dexter Cattle] Wow! What a night! > > "The Further Adventures of Chewy, the Mennonite > Cowboy" > > > Our beautiful dexters arrived yesterday at noon. > Thank you, Wayne and > Shirley!! I hope you're where you can read this! > > You won't believe what happened tonight. > > . > > . > > . > > Mike went out to do the feeding, got everyone but > the dexters fed, and came back to the house to ask > if I knew where J-Jay (the bull) and the cows were. > Yep, I knew. They were at the other side of the > pasture, by the new fence line. > > So Mike took his bucket of range cubes and headed > over to feed them. Suddenly, I hear him coming back > through the house. He tells me that J-Jay has gotten > on the other side of the fence and is trying to tear > it down to get back in. > > What the hay??? J-Jay doesn't have a history of > doing anything like that. > > So we go out to figure out how to get him back where > he's supposed to be. I told Mike, "Why don't you > just take the range cubes and go down to the gate, > call him down there, and let him back in. Then we > can figure out where the hole is in the fence." > > Mike starts walking toward the gate, and I turn > around to tell Two Shous that *Mike* has the range > cubes, not me, and she should be following him. Then > I look over where the bull is on the other side > of the fence. > > "That's funny," I thought. "I thought J-Jay has > horns." > > I start counting heads. Then I realize something. > > That bull is taller than our cattle. > > Quite a bit taller. > > 'Bout TWICE as tall as J-Jay. > > That's not J-Jay trying to get through the fence. > That's a polled Black Angus. > > Uht-oh. > > I hollered at Mike that that wasn't J-Jay on the > other side of the fence. Mike hollered at me to get > in the truck and go up the road to find the owner of > the bull. > > I ran to the house, got the keys, and headed for the > truck. I noticed Mike heading toward the barn as I > pulled out the drive. > > I drove up the to the house where we *thought* the > bull's owner lived. > No dice. It's a rent house. They don't own any > cattle. > > So I drive across the road to see if those folks > know who owns the bull. Noone home. DANG!! > > I drive back toward the house and into the next > drive across the road from us. Noone home there, > either. Dad-blame!! > > So I go past our house and to the neighbor down the > hill from us. I pull in next to their trucks, run up > to the door, and am greeted by a tiny little > chihuahua puppy jumping all over my foot, wanting > attention. I know someone's got to be home 'cause > they're not going to leave that adorable little scamp > out all on his own. > > I knock. Noone answers. > > I knock again. Still no answer. > > I try the door. Thank goodness it's the country and > folks don't lock their doors when they're inside. > > "Hello???" > > No answer, but I thought I heard someone back in the > back recesses of the house. > > I call out again. The lady of the house comes > around the corner, holding their baby in a towel. > Her husband came up behind her. > They'd been back in the bathroom, giving the baby a > bath. > > I asked them if they knew who has a Black Angus > bull, polled. Yep, they know. He tells me he'll > meet me back at the house, he'll call the bull's > owner. > > When I get back to the house, I see Mike out in the > pasture, up on Jake, his 24yo sorrel gelding. Man, > that horse loves to work! He was doing a pretty good > job of keeping J-Jay and the cows closer to the > barn, away from the fence where that Angus was > pacing. > > Then the Angus decided to come over the fence. > > Oh, what a sight!! Mike and Jake working to keep > that Angus away from the cows. J-Jay working to keep > between that Angus and the cows. > Mike and Jake working to keep J-Jay and that big ol' > Angus seperated. > > And then J-Jay and that Angus went head-to-head. > That big ol' Angus and little J-Jay. > > Now, J-Jay is a great lookin' bull. But he's a > Dexter, for goodness sake. That other one is an > Angus, twice J-Jay's size! > > J-Jay held his ground. He wasn't going to give at > all. Mike and Jake got in there, Mike hollering at > J-Jay to get out of there. He finally got the Angus > distracted enough for J-Jay to head back over with > the cows, but the Angus got Two Shous' scent again > and started after her, with her little one between > the two of them. > > I was afraid that baby was going to get run over by > that big ol' brute. But he moves pretty well for a > 6wk old. > > Mike hollered for me to go let the fillies out of > the corral. I ran over, let Opal out and hollered > for her to go help Jake. She came out of the corral > and just stood there in the barnyard. > > I ran into the corral and opened the stall gate to > let Arwyn out. I hollered at her to go help Jake. > She headed out of the corral, saw Opal there and > stopped. > > "Go help Jake!" I hollered again. Off they went. > > Those little fillies headed out to where Mike and > Jake were trying to keep the bulls seperated. > Arwyn's the smallest of the two, but man! is she > going to make a good cuttin' horse! She loves > getting in there and cutting out the cattle. > > Trouble is, the Angus cut Two Shous out from the > rest of the cows. Two Shous, with her baby right > behind her, headed for the barn. The Angus followed > along behind, Mike and Jake behind the Angus, and > J-Jay coming up fast behind. > > At the gate to the barnyard, Two Shous suddenly cut > left. Mike saw the opening and took Jake between her > and the Angus. The Angus went on into the barnyard, > and Two Shous took her baby off the other direction, > with J-Jay cutting between her and Mike, heading her > back out to pasture. > > Mike and Jake worked the Angus into the corral, > which I'd left wide open when I'd let the fillies > out. Man, was that bull mad! > > J-Jay wasn't too happy, either. He kept the cows on > the other side of the pasture and kept bellerin' at > that other bull. > > By the time the owner got there with a trailer, the > bull'd knocked down the gate between the corral and > the stall. Oh, well, it was an old wooden gate that > we were planning to replace, anyhow. > > J-Jay and the cows are happy now that the Angus is > gone. The baby is OK. The goats and lamb have > calmed down. Xena, our Mastiff-Rott-Chow mix, has > forgiven us for not letting her out of the house and > into the fray. Jake and the fillies are going to be > getting plenty of treats the next couple of days. > > And one good thing came of all this. > > The pullets who'd kept wanting to roost in the stall > instead of the henhouse, forcing us to have to carry > them into the henhouse every night... > > Well, they decided that tonight was a good time to > put themselves to bed in the henhouse... away from > that big ol' bull. ===== Micheal McEvoy St. Brigid's Gate Farm LiveOakMennonite@xxxxxxxxx Mahomet, Texas Beautiful Brown Eggs From Free-Range Chickens Free-Range Broilers & Turkeys, Grass-fed Beef Support Your Local Farmer and Rancher, Buy Locally Raised Food Sustainable Agriculture from a Christian Perspective http://associate.com/groups/christsustainag/ __________________________________ Do you Yahoo!? New and Improved Yahoo! 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