It came. A check in the mail. A refund that we had originally not expected, but it is here and it is earmarked. It will pay for my calves, because you see, I have a ‘plan’.
Our Friend the Farmer’s calves have gotten so big in 6 months time. They stood at the fence and stared as we rode our horses by last month. They can be more curious than you’d expect. I said to them, “Hey, don’t look at me like that. I remember when you were born!”
My ‘plan’ is to buy two, one heifer and one steer. My herd will be at three and Elsie Gump will have some company. My ‘plan’ includes Our Friend the Farmer, so I do not know exactly which calves I’m buying, until I know which ones he is selling… but I’ve got my eye on a few, to which my family is not surprised…well, not anymore. My offspring mostly sort of shake their heads over their mother’s cow obsession. Some of my friends back in California are just starting to take up golf..and I am taking up…’calves’.
My Loving Spouse is on board with my ‘plan’, because he is a pretty smart man. He believes ‘happy wife, happy life’, that and, well… he really likes steak.
Oh my gosh, I watch Dr. Pol, too!
Dear Ellen,
Having grown up on a farm long ago, there is some advice I’d like to pass on to you…..unless you intend on keeping the calves for milking or lawn ornaments, do not give them names!
Jacky
Thanks Jacky,
You do know, that we even named the vacuum cleaner right? It is hopeless.
If you really want to know what that wife of mine is up to try watching “The Incredable Dr. Pol” on National Geographic channel. You will get an up close and personal view. Last winter she helped pull several calfs, saw the magic it the birth, the dissapointment in the ones that didn’t make it and is even more determined to have her own cow. After watching Dr. Pol’s techniques for helping cows give birth I am sure you lady friends of my wife will be gratefull neither one is a midwife!
My new favorite show!