I'm an old cowhand.....

So, Bruce and I had a chance to go to Oklahoma and hang out on a little ranch. We were supposed to brand, vaccinate, de-horn and all the other stuff that needs to be done to calves. It was too windy to have the fires and such so we did other stuff like go to the livestock auction to buy more cows, (all bred or with new babies), feed, water, visit the most amazing antique/junk store on the face of the planet, trim trees, hang out and generally have a great time. As Uncle art would say, you can really "stretch your eyes" out there. The sunset we saw was phenomenal. We had one cow that went down in the stock trailer on the way home from the auction. We tried everything for 2 days to get her up, even an intravenous medicine. We think she broke her leg or her hip. Anyway after we did everything we could think of we ended up having to put her down. It was really sad but they say that is life on the ranch. Later that day when we went with the cows, we found out another new little calf had just been born. One of the things Bruce wanted to see was an armadillo. Well, we never saw one alive but we found one out at an old abandoned home and brought it home for him as a present. We were able to explore some old abandoned farm houses. If they could only talk, what stories I am sure they could tell.