December 3rd, first day of caking
The cows still remember that it tastes good.
A white-faced ol' girl not tending to business :roll:
Sorting cows on a chilly Friday morning. The man on the big bay bought 50 coming-three-year-olds from me. There were 189 to choose from.
I priced them at $1050 if I picked, or $1200 if he picked. He paid the higher price so he could pick. He did the right thing.
Two of his neighbors helping on the job
Kosmo Kid takes a couple more out
Branding the new cows
Part of the crew at the back
The buyer and his wife are in the middle. Kosmo klowns around with their new kowdog puppy.
Unloading at the cows' new home
The new brand now takes priority over the Spearhead, which is right above the V.
Still coming off the trailers
Nice new facility where the cows will water
Working smart instead of hard this morning
The oldest cow on the place. She turns 13 next spring.
Sharing supper
Sun going down like a flash