Sunday, February 1, 2009

WHAT A DAY!

We started at 8:oo in the morn.  I picked up a young Hispanic worker, Juan speaks no English and Roy has a limited  Spanish vocabulary and I have none.  Off to a great start, but he is a good kid and learns quickly and know how to work.  Great!   We head to the lake house with 2 large cypress trees,  a tractor, shovel and 50 feet of chicken wire to wrap around the base of the trees until Roy get the real tree guards made.  The first thing we see is our neighbor’s very large willow tree on which Mr. Beaver has been very busy.  He as chipped away at over half the truck.  The tree will have to be cut down if he doesn’t do it soon.

We get our trees planted, watered and wire wrapped around the trunk and are ready to leave, when I ask Roy to knock down some old ugly coffee bean trees ………….BINGO …the ground is too soft and the tractor sinks, you know really sinks.  The wrecker man is nowhere to be found, so our little tractor is still stuck.

Being the up people we are, we blow that off for now and go into town and have lunch.

Now is time for Goat Worming.  If you have never wormed a goat, you don’t know what you are missing..  Our new catch pen is not ready to use yet, so we are still using one we built a while back.

The Rodeo begins….each goat must  be caught and given x number of ccs of worm medicine according to their weight.

Now goats don’t like to be penned up in close quarters and they certainly don’t like to be caught and  have  a long syringe inserted in their mouth.  Thank goodness for Juan, he is young and strong  and not afraid to grab hold of the biggest billy out there.  It not easy to catch and hold a 200 pound Billy who is trying to jump the fence and is a strong as a bull.

I couldn’t take pictures, I am too busy giving the medicine to the ones Roy and Juan are catching.

Success was ours, all except a few are wormed.  By this time, this old lady is tired…so after Roy and Juan move the goat sheds, we take Juan home, only to have him return today to do some yard work and clean up.

I came in the house to find that my monitor had gone out.  Ending to a wonderful day.  I had another one, so I hooked it up this morn and away we go.

This is a day on the Bar H Ranch….I hope you just can’t wait to get here to help us.  I will definitely give you a heads up on the next “Worming Date”.

Have a very Good Sunday and thank God for his Blessing!

 

See Y’all,

Barbara

2 comments:

ginny said...

Thank you for visiting my blog. Yes indeed your life is truly different where you live, however, I would imagine it is a lot more stress free than here. I don't live in a big city, but it still is not as rural as your area. I often long for peace and quiet of country living. I guess we are never really satisfied are we? I enjoyed reading your blog.
ginny

debbie said...

BARBARA,
WHAT A DAY--YOU PUT ME TO SHAME. WOW--THANK GOODNESS FOR JUAN--I DON'T THINK I WOULD BE TOO ANXIOUS TO GRAB HOLD OF A MAD 200LB. BILLY GRUFF...I DON'T THINK I WOULD MIND SQUIRTING THE STUFF IN HIS MOUTH BUT I GUESS HE DOESN'T WILLINGLY TAKE HIS MEDS.
I'M SORRY THE TRACTOR BECOME STUCK...ISN'T THAT THE WAY IT GOES.
BLESSINGS
debbie