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Cool Springs Farm: Of cattle and soft-hearted cattle barons
A country study in trust and interdependence
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By Guy Babin
Writing from Cool Springs Farm, Gradyville, Paradise USA
GRADYVILLE, KY (6:14pmCT Sat 21 Feb 2015) - Ever the big softie "cattle baron" I've been having trouble sleeping lately on account of this screwed-up Arctic weather. So last night it "warms up" to 32ish with 2-3" of rain on our already frigid cows all day--insult to injury.
Feeling helpless, I pick my pea brain for what I could do to help our poor bovine critters out. Eureka! I'll go buy some straw and make a thick straw bed around their round bales of hay so they don't have to bed down directly in the mud and slushy snow
After risking my miserable life fording our flooded creek this morning, I secure some dry straw - at 6 bucks a bale mind you - So this afternoon I get in my trusty oneton 4WD to deliver said comfort to our small yet expensive "herd". Our girls, ever the food optimist; not unlike out lab Gaby the Wonder Dog, came a runnin' upon my arrival in their field with a truck load of bales.
I had no idea bovine critters could express incredulousness nonverbally; however' it seems our's can. Their eyes said; "Dad, are you nuts??? You should know we don't eat straw" as I spread it out for them. Course I attempted to explain it was for bedding, but they had nothing to do with my sorry excuses. As I drove away in the oneton, I think I clearly heard #46 moo in my direction, what a looser our dad is... stupid rookie.
To their distrusting surprise, me and my trusty 88 Chevy oneton reappeared around the back of the equipment barn laden with grain, and fresh green tender grass hay in a flurry of slung mud and water. As I hit the parking brake adjacent to their feed troughs, here they come'a runnin' like those crazy bulls in Spain--eight months pregnant'n all.
All was suddenly forgiven as they vacuumed-up their dried brewer's grain and cracked corn, whilst watching me spread out their sweet hay on their new dry straw bed previously made.
It's nice to be responsible for another's life and comfort, and really scary too. Sleep warm and well all creatures dear--grand babies, sons and daughters, life partners, pets, livestock--everyone. Spring is on the way! - GUY BABIN, Cool Springs Farm, Gradyville, Paradise, USA.
This story was posted on 2015-02-22 07:08:52
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