National Ag Day, or What Will I Be When I Grow Up
If you think that I never question that decision, you are wrong!! Most recently, during the blizzard in February when we were having 20 calves a day in the snowbanks--working around the clock to save the little buggers, I truly questioned why I didn't choose a desk job. I'm a writer, for goodness sake! I have a journalism degree!! Why do I spend my days slogging through the mud to feed an orphan calf who lost his mama in the storm, or getting up early to deliver hay to the cows before heading to a doctor's appointment in the nearby town--45 miles away? Isn't there an easier way to make a living and support a family?! Seriously!?
Yes, of course there are easier ways...but they all come with their own stresses and difficulties. I know, there is no perfect and easy life. There are days when I wouldn't trade my life for anyone else's. Today is one of those days! We are nearing the end of calving season, my boys are out building fence on their Spring Break from high school and my husband took the week off of work at the bank to be with his boys. We set our own schedule, make our own to-do list and get to do it all with our kids!
But most of all, I get to take care of animals. I really enjoy animals, especially cows! They each have a personality and I do enjoy trying to figure out what makes each of them tick. The cow who accidentally stepped on her calf and broke his leg and I have a close relationship right now. Her calf is wearing a long cast on her front leg, and must keep it dry. So she spends most of her day in a stall in the barn. But the cow waits each morning for me to come to the barn door to let her out with the other cows to eat and drink all day. Each evening, she is waiting (not always patiently) at the gate for me to open it and let her into the barnyard to walk to the barn door to find her calf and spend the night in her stall. She and I have an understanding--she knows how to get in and out of the "people" door of the barn and I will let her just walk at her own pace to get to her calf. The door that cows usually get into the barn is on the back side of the barn and takes much longer to get her around to, so I tried the "people" door and she figured it out fine. THAT is the kind of thing that just makes my day!!
So happy National Ag Day and thank you for being a part of my life--my experience. I like blogging and I like connecting with people who don't live in Poedunk! I like my life! I guess I'll be a rancher when I grow up.