This was the week to take weights on our spring bulls. The weather was perfect, and the timing was right, so we got to work.
Also, I don’t know if you noticed, and I hate to point it out in case you hadn’t, but the front of our chute is a little messy. You hadn’t noticed? Shoot. I knew I shouldn’t have said anything.
Well after drawing your attention to it, you’re probably wondering if we’ve had a flock of angry birds fly through the barn. Or if we’ve let a group of Kindergarteners come out and practice their coloring on our chute. Or perhaps we had a paintball war, and the chute got the brunt of the attack. All wonderful guesses, but no.
That beautiful color arrangement was actually brought to you by SafeGuard (it’s responsible for the beautiful white splatterings), tattoo ink (that’s the thoughtfully place green smudges), and spray paint (that’s the pink. And I remember that we did in fact use pink spray paint and spray the tops of the cow’s head once, but I can’t for the life of me remember why. I mean really…why?)
But do you know what we did after we saw this picture? We sent our hardworking after-school helper out there to clean the chute. And we told him we didn’t care so much about the rest of the chute, but the front of the chute was just not going to cut it. I mean we wanted to use it in some social media posts, and it is just not pretty enough for pictures.
So, you will be happy to know (or sad, depending on your thoughts on the artwork) that we have attempted to remedy the ghastly situation that was taking place in our working facility. Though I will also report that our sweet after-school helper stated that some of that “stuff” didn’t want to come off…namely the spray paint. Again…what were we thinking exactly??
Anyway, now that we’ve dissected and analyzed the state of our working facility, I’ll proceed with our day.
As you can see (if you’re able to draw your attention away from the chute) that Joe is giving the calves shots while…
I am cheerfully recording data…
And Grammy is busy placing the DNA samples into the cases.
(Oh my gosh. I just noticed the condition of this table. It must have been decorated at the same time as the chute.)
Ack! And poor Jessica must have been involved too. I mean, look at that girl’s arm? What are we teaching the cattle around here anyway? I mean, shouldn’t they know not to use the working facility as a restroom?
Anyway, I digress.
So, after getting slightly distracted, the moral of the story is, we got our bulls weighed this week and all went well.
The End.
Have a great week!