Last night we finally finished fencing in our back 3 acres. The good neighbor came over to help.
No, he isn't drunk, nor is he trying to build the fence from the bottom, and he isn't wrestling with it. I thought it was too funny so I took the photo.
This would be the good neighbor crawling under the new fencing, to get on the correct side of the fence. There is no gate on that side. We will be putting in a gate between our properties shortly.
It's nice when things go right for a change. No one got bit, no cows charging at the fence makers, no ungodly amounts of blood spurting across the green green grass. We did however lost our post driver, and the good neighbor's knife has gone AWOL.
Uma, the calf, loved getting out in the field. She ran and ran until she had to lie down. The other neighbors horses came running to greet her. Now to see if they will come up to the barn to be milked. Eddie is just like a dog, you can call her in the sweet high pitched voice and she comes running, heels in the air, clicking with joy. She is funny to watch. Mama however has attitude. I fear she will ignore me, but...always a but... with Uma separated for the day, she will be hurting enough that she might now realize that relief comes from me.
I contact Little River View Farm the other day about some bulls they have for sale. I will be calling them this week so we can go out and look this weekend. Yes, the Neophyte Homestead is getting a bull. What could go wrong?