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After a particularly tough two weeks I had something happen today that puts my life pretty much in perspective.... Being from the sandhills my dad would always call his cows to cake. And it was always fun as a kid to feed some of the cows by hand while we were waiting for the cows to string out of the sandhills. And I have always kept it so I too could call our cows... So as it happened tonight after I got Dean from school, hubby said the cows were out of water down south. He said he would take down a tank of water after supper. But instead I told him I would just walk down to the gate and call them through the gate to water.. So that is what I did.... Sure enough I called "Come boss" And they mooed back and started their stroll to me and the gate.. first one to the gate was Sunshine. Dean's four year old steer... Witch is a whole nother story, but I will say that steer got Dean through a new school and third and fourth grade... And the next was 082. I don't know if you guys remember this spring we tried to graft a calf on this hiefier and she would only stand in the stanchion, so I would get some grain and green grass (back when we had green grass.) and feed her every morining and night. While the calf nursed I would say my prayers and the little calf would nurse away.... And then the rest came through the gate all in hurry. I stopped to look at them and they stopped too. So on we strolled me the cow piper and my stock to full tank of water.... I finally realize this is who I am....
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