Back to the farm early this morning to get the wagyu girls in for some treatments. It hasn't always gone well in the past when we've worked together. I have been known to tell him, impolitely, to shove it and gone home. This time he was pre-warned. At the first sign of a shake of the head or a raised voice, I was out of there. Somehow, it all went quite smoothly. The girls didn't want to leave their paddock but once they were out, I walked in front of the mob down the laneway and Gibbo rode behind.
Counting cows.
It was a really smoky, hazy morning but we couldn't smell smoke on the air.
Once they were treated Gibbo rode in front and I walked behind, back up the laneway to a new paddock of grass.
I hope all future cattle ventures run as smoothly as this morning's did. But I doubt it.
1 comment:
This made me smile.....and your garden is looking amazing!
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