Till the Cows Come Home

 These days our ranching program looks a little different.

We bought a set of cows 2 years ago in South Texas.

The fella that was looking after them, daily, was from a family we've known for 30 years and as dependable and reliable as you could ever hope to know, but we still made multiple trips to help gather or work. It's a 12 hour drive one way so DH put on a lot of miles, always leaving out long before dawn

Unfortunately, the owner and his brother tragically died on the ranch in a plane accident and the family, understandably, lost their compass. Eventually, the manager left and the cattle weren't tended to under successive management so we looked for alternatives. None of this was the family's fault as they were dealing with an unimaginable loss and moving our cows eased their load a bit and gave us peace of mind when it came to our investment.

                           

Thankfully, DH's BIL shared a contact that steered us in a new direction and we were able to move our herd to wheat pasture (still in South Texas) for 6 months, at which time, they droughted out and we needed to move them once more. Of course, the day they processed them (last Thursday), it poured. DH phoned that evening and asked me to pray for it NOT to rain overnight or the trucks wouldn't be able to get in. THAT'S a first. I've spent the last 39 years praying FOR rain. This reversal was completely foreign to me, but pray I did and the good Lord kept the rain at bay.

12 hours on the road after loading 87 pair, unloading in the dark, driving another hour home and unloading horses at 11 p.m. made for an incredibly long day. I know the barn lights were a welcome sight when he pulled in

                            

And then we were headed back out just after 5 the next morning

                                                           

to insure the cattle were settled and paired up. Hated to truck pairs with baby calves that far, but it couldn't be helped and now they are only an hour away and it's easier for us to keep an eye on them.

DH found one sick calf he doctored

 

We are still hunting grass, but a friend had room in his feed yard and let us keep our motley crew there until God opens a grassy window.

We also currently have 40 heifers on wheat and will be moving them May 1st to some lease country.

It's been so very different from what we've known, but we're incredibly grateful for the network of friends and family that have helped us along the way. And all glory goes to our Lord and Savior because not a single step has been possible without Him.