But instead we got a phone call about a calf out on our place 45 miles away. :( UGH, should be a quick trip down, put him back in, fix fence where it is messed up and head home. 30 minutes worth of work. Well, that didn't happen!!! Instead the steer was bull headed and didn't want to go back into our pasture and we probably spent half an hour trying to lure him in. Finally the heifers figured out we were there and came over and we got them to "leading" him and he finally crossed the fence where J had cut a hole for him. I sat on the tail gate of the pickup and fed cubes to calves while J fixed fence back.
We figured out where the little guy *probably* got out and ended up having to call the kid who fixed the rest of the fence to come help. J didn't take a t-post driver and he didn't have that much wire. So Brady came to the rescue! While that was happening J decided he needed to cut a couple trees the beavers had been eating on so they didn't fall on the fence when the wind starts blowing out of the north again. All was good until the post he had the tree tied off to fell the wrong way, onto the just fixed section of the fence. :( UGH.
So, I climbed in while J sawed and pulled the tension off the fence side. Well unfortunately I pulled it right on top of me! UGH!
So, after that whole ordeal we finally got to come home and I HAD to get pickles canned, put up 9 quarts. By then there was no time to make anything for the celebration. I did something I've never done before, I took paper plates for dessert to be served on. That's it, nothing else. WOW crazy!