Monday, Brian and I went to town. It’s hard to leave the farm as the work or things to do never end. Brian and I had to hustle to get as much things done before we could leave. The last thing Brian did was put bales of hay on the back of the farm truck and drive up on the hill to leave hay for the cows. I had finished washing the totes and vacuuming the house. We grabbed a second cup of coffee for the trip and off we went.
It was around 5 pm when we got home. We began to prepare for milking, as we start that task around 6 every night. As I went out to bring some more groceries in from the car, up walked Jethro, my cleaver donkey. I said,” Hi Jethro how did you get out of the field?” I looked around and Valentine a steer was also out. Long story short, I led Jethro back into the pasture and Valentine followed. Brian in his hurry had left the gate open, thank God the other cows had not found the opening.
When Brian went to the barn to milk later that evening, what he encountered was a mess created by CURIOUS JETHRO. Jethro had had a happy day in the barn! The feed containers with cat and dog food in them were pulled out and flung over to the other side of the barn. He had helped himself to all the alfalfa hay he could eat, as bales had been pulled open and moved around. The cats’ house had it’s roof off, the halters and ropes that hung on hooks were pulled off the hooks and tossed to the ground. Oh Jethro, what a time you had carousing around in the barn.
Brian wasn’t to mad, as he knew it was his fault for leaving the gate unlocked, but we might have to put Jethro in with Becky and the calves as he is eating to much; or, we could leave him out to be a Farm Greeter? Walmart has Greeters, why not the Reids? He did greet one neighbor as she came for her milk. She tried to put him in with Becky the cow, but he wanted to stay out and Becky tried to get out to, so her efforts were in vane. Life on the Reid Ranch is never dull or real exciting, just enjoyable.
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