Well, I wanted to go to church today but I had to thank God at home that all went as well as it did this year and especially yesterday in the fog.
It always take 2 days to move cows, I find: the day you move them and the day you look for any that got missed. Today we found 7 pairs that got missed yesterday in the fog. (Never mind cows, it’s funny we didn’t loose any of the riders.) I let these girls stop here at this little slough to have a drink before I moved them to the corrals. They were so sweet when they saw me, they ran to the gate (so I didn’t miss it, I guess) and waited till I opened it and went in to tell them where to go.
So a pretty short, not very eventful day, and it was so much nicer than yesterday. We’re still short a cow or two so I guess we’ll be hunting for them this week.
And while I was unsaddling and around the barn I couldn’t help but notice the predicament the little yard lion on the right was in. He couldn’t figure out how to get from the board he was on to where his mama and much braver brother were.