Lots of looking at poop and saying, “Ohh, those are some very fine poobles you made”, and “Oh no, that is very runny poop. Why?” And scratching our heads, then collecting samples to send to the lab to hopefully figure out what’s going on.
Checking our cattle while our cattle are checking us.
Yesterday we watched the thunderstorms gathering, thankful for the inch and two tenths of rain it brought, but we held our breaths as the wind whipped things around. We checked our livestock after the storm, and other than one lamb getting stuck in a feeder, things were fine.
To quote Frank Kleinheinz, “Our happiest hours are spent among our flock, watching the young lambs grow and the old ones do well.”