We wrapped up our preg checking last week. Mom and I took turns checking the cows so by the end of the day, we are both a little messy. And yes, that is a fleck of manure on my forehead… and my neck. And I might even have a trace of it on my shirt and jeans. I wish people would tell me when I have manure on me. I mean really, that’s so embarrassing to go around with manure on your face. That’s disgusting, man!
Abby wanted to try her hand at it (ha, ha) so she checked a couple. She found the babies so she liked that. We’re thinking in a few years, she can take over for us.
We had another helper throughout the day, too. This praying mantis stayed on our jug the entire time.
Then we finished up and moved the cows to their pasture.