Harmony Acres: More Snow!

Well it is snowing again here in the Appalachian Mtns.! Being from Tejas and Cali., the snow still seems "neat". The kids are having a blast. So far we have about 6" and it's still coming! Our new dogs, Chino (Cheeno) and Marley (copycat) are not quite sure weather the should eat it or bark at it or ?. Oh yeah, good news here on the farm, we were able to round up the escape cow and take her to a overnite stay at the butcher. We saved her from another grueling week in the snowy/slushy/rainy mess of a pasture. The "round-up" process, thankfully, went very well. Actually my friend Rex, who is about 75, and has been around cows for many, many years did the honors. It is an amzing site to behold when about 100 cows are in a 50 acre pasture and you need one of them to come to you, go into a confined area with gates, then enter into a shoot no wider than themselves and load onto a trailer, all within an hour! Amazing..The rest of the story has some funnies but it might have only been funny or exciting if you were there. Young bulls are very crazy when confined-first lesson, and no matter how small they look compared to the "big daddy" bull, (you know the one that is about 2000 lbs. and looks like he could eat you in one bite), they are extremely powerful as i found out when we were "weeding" out the ones we did not want to enter the shoot. The gate is only there for my mental protection, the bull did not care that there was a gate with a bright young man on the other side, so needless to say, I will weezingly finish the story. Well Rex was very experienced and was on top of the fence with his "cow paddle" batting the other bull in the head to get him to stop charging the fence. It worked! But that only meant that I had to quickly recover and get ready to let another crazy bull out. This time he missed the gate and went for me! I soon found out he was only teasing me, thankfully! It was all down hill from there, our cow loaded, spent the night in the trailer and is now comfortable awaiting her date with the amish butcher man. In case your wondering about any of the validity in these stories, personal friends can confirm that I do not have an imagination, oh and the bruises say a little to! Did I ever tell you about my one and only 1/4 mile dragging by a scared horse at dusk in a new environment with an english saddle stirrup that didn't "give"? Yeah, that happened, however I am here and the horse is not!