Robin, yea, rain for you! I hope you get enough to make a difference. It's disappointing, when rain is rare, to just get barely a sprinkle. On the other hand, I know your area easily floods when it comes too much and too fast.
Kat, are you doing at-home church and Sunday school? Pretty fall days are nice. Do you get a lot of colorful leaves?
Poirot, I'm so sorry for your husband. It's got to be miserable for him to keep having falls and broken bones or other things that chip away at him. I feel bad for you too because you keep getting jerked around, not knowing from one day to the next what your situation is going to be. It seems it might be less stressful for you when he's in the hospital except for knowing he wants so much to be at home, and also you having to deal with a lot of phone calls, arrangements, etc. Wishing both of you peace in these unsettling days.
Squirrel, I didn't know about the shortages but I'm not surprised. I heard a few days ago that there were ships offshore somewhere that couldn't be unloaded. I'm not sure why. I think there was nobody to unload them--for whatever reasons. I've been trying to keep somewhat ahead on paper products and some other things, since last year. Just hope this doesn't go on for very long. Enjoy your ballgame and the pleasant weather!
My strategy for getting the bull home came so close to working but fell short. We drove along on my side of the fence, sounding the siren. The bull cautiously came up to the fence, following along on the other side. In order to get to a gate that could let him through to my side, he needed to get through the neighbor's gate, which separates his pasture from his field. So my g-g nephew crawled through the barbed wire fence and opened the wire gate and let the bull through, while I was down at my pens opening a heavy pipe gate to allow the bull to get back into my property. (This pipe gate hadn't been opened in maybe 50 years, until last evening my niece and her grandson went down there and cleared some fallen trees that had it blocked. I had removed one the day before but there were others that were still attached to the ground and needed a chainsaw to get them loose).
So the bull came almost all the way to the opened pipe gate but instead of turning left and going through it, he turned right and kept lumbering along in the opposite direction! Until he was out of sight. (We were in a flurry with all the other cows and didn't realize he'd gone the wrong direction until he was too far to try to get him back). Meanwhile, my niece had driven through another gate with the cube cart in tow, to get all the other beasts shut out so they wouldn't go into the neighbor's field but a few of the calves hung back and one went into the field and was taking the same path as the bull but I managed to go in there on foot and get it back. The other calves had gone in a different direction in my pasture, but separated from their mamas by a fence. My niece went on foot and got them back on track. It's pretty frustrating how cattle will keep going on the wrong side of a fence, to keep up with the rest of the herd, instead of turning back and getting on the correct side of the fence. I keep thinking they must be smarter than chickens but sometimes they don't act like it! (Her grandson was back at my house by then, doing some other things for me).
Another attempt will be made with the bull on another day. My g-g nephew may or may not settle on ranch life. It would be a huge blessing if he decides to go in that direction, since nobody else in the family seems to have an interest. But he has a lot of potential to do just about anything he chooses, since he is such a hard worker, and is only 17 and has already had more work experience than a lot of people much older. So many possibilities.
