all you ranch blog people - yes you
you havent been truthful to your peoples.
yes, you tell peoples about your daily ranch events,
take cute pictures of calves,
big bovine mommas with big brown eyes
(and its a huge Butt- about 2500 lbs worth, times 4 in our case)
dont you pretend you dont know what I mean - i am calling Bull on you.
As in the animal.
lets title this one as,
MY FERAL WESTERN blush LEARNING EXPERIENCE
We are doing a student exchange program here at our place...except the exchange is somewhat bovine for winter fodder, and i just happen to be the student who isnt going anywhere but to watch bovines in her hayfields excitedly!! yes, we have the nice neighbor rancher to the north's cows on our place so they can eat the grass and leave behind deposits of gold and uhmm...gold and uhmm... Bronze! "goodies" to strengthen the soil because it needs it desperately!! Since we are in forestry, we know how to grow things! really!
Mr. Foresterman and I the last two months have been building fences to replace fences that burned
~ which is basically all of them ~
doesnt this look like fun?
and maybe if this happens again i will spend a good ordinate amount of time on the internet convincing people that this is a blast and you too can built fences up and down on rock and lengthwise on rock and sideways on rock and then theres more rock...please.
before i start to whimper and do the "dead spider curled up in a ball' again, lets move on, shall we?
just over the weekend the cows were invited on by yours truly! it was kinda like preparing for a wedding but without tents or porta potties...and decorations and a caterer...and a homemade altar, but with fencing tools and me laying down to see if you can fit under the fence if you really wanted to (or was that exhaustive napping?) - except i dont think anyone else does that out here but I digress... ANYWAY, my little innocent brain (even though my major was Animal Science - read this old post on my ongoing innocence issue here) didnt know this one thing that ranch bloggers dont tell you about when cows and calves and bulls are in the neighborhood in the spring...
theres a lot of sexy time going on.
A LOT. as in im thinking someone somewhere should be making little blinders for baby calves so they cant see all this SEXY TIME going in BROAD DAYLIGHT. there are 4 bulls out there who take this uhmm, job, seriously, as in "oh look, the momma and baby cows are down by the creek, theyre gamboling! How CUTE is that !!!? and theres the bulll...oh...oh my...okay then, lets look over at the burnt hillside shall we?" and these cows are like willing participants, in BROAD DAYLIGHT! oh my, the bovine slut shaming that goes on in my brain right now needs to be slapped - i just never pictured (nor do i have to now) that this kind of stuff is happening all over America right now, outside, in BROAD DAYLIGHT. BROAD DAYLIGHT. they dont even wait for the cloak of darkness! or the cloak of dusk!! or dawn!! or find a big rock!! just wow. wow.
I have no pictures of the cows yet, well, because of this issue of sexy time, all the time...but hey, since we live out in the middle of the nicest part of the west of southeast montana (did you get that?) ever, we were invited to go to a old fashioned community dance with a live western swing band at the local log cabin hall with all our funnest, bestest rancher neighbors...and while there I had opportunity to politely bring up to the nice neighbor rancher to the north about this certain activity of his bovines ... this "issue" of his bulls and his only response was hearty laughter...and then more... i guess this confirms that his bulls are taking their job very seriously and are worth every penny to their 2500 lb frame...thats nice, but what about the baby calves? who is thinking of the children??? more laughter...okay then, I guess I must get use to the sexytime, but dang, I never thought there would be this much going on...i mean really, when you are driving on your way to somewhere (not the middle of nowhere in the middle of the nicest part of the west of southeast montana) and you casually (not purposely!) drive by a field, most times the bull is just laying down, eyes half closed, lazily enjoying the sun, and those pretty cows are up, and busy cleaning up the grassssss....
that explains a lot now....
guess i never put two and two together out here
(and I dont have to now, its right there going on in front of my driveway...oh...okay then, lets look at the burnt hillside shall we?)
oh my. look at the time -
I think i gotta make 50 little blinders now...