Saturday, I had a wonderful day with my grand-daughter (9) and grandson (almost 2), along with their mothers, at the Huff and Puff Balloon Rally. The weather was perfect and we were almost home at about 10:30 pm when my husband called. Since he is usually asleep in the recliner, I was somewhat alarmed by the call. "Where are you?" he asked. I then became less alarmed and more suspicious. "Mmmm, about 5 miles from home." I said cautiously. "Well, get here quick as the calves are out here, and the cows are out at Dad's."
As my in-laws are no longer able to round up cattle, I hurried home and threw on my cattle chasing clothes and grabbed a flashlight. As I went out the door I was amazed at the beautiful moonlight! You could see without the flashlight.
The calves cooperated very well and we thought we found them all. Walking to the truck to go to the in-laws, I thought I heard another calf not too far away. Could it be the neighbors had some? Our ever vigilant Corgi and I walked down the road and around the corner. In a draw, munching on the neighbor's corn, was the hold out. Mind you our Corgi, Ansley, has never been trained for cattle, but it has to have been bred into her. She had the calf at the first turn and all the way home. Her favorite words are cows, truck, tractor, and load up. When I said truck she was ready for more.
We got down to the other farm and found cows in the beans, cows in the lot, cows in the pasture, and cows in the yard. Did I tell you most of them are black? Luckily, it only took another 2 hours to get most of them in. My husband played the hay card. As he fired up the tractor, I sat on a dirt pile, in the middle of a bean field, in the moonlight. This is the place farm people can really appreciate the beautiful moon at its best. At least before the coyotes started in.
The cows wandered over to the hay, we closed the gates and turned the fencer back on, and we were done for the time being. Slowly, I started out of the field towards the truck yelling and snapping at the coyotes. They are way too brave and were now within 100 feet. Ansley was barking and running between me and the truck, back and forth. I think she was telling me that she really did not want to be a late night snack.
It was now almost 2 am and it had been a long day and then some. After all was said and done, it worked out well and I thank God for the awesome night and light from above! Helen