My Last Post!

Hey Everyone! I just wanted to thank everyone that has taken the time to sit and read my blogs about my farms. This semester was defiantly a quick one, and this class was my favorite one out of all of them! It was great to interact with everyone in a different way! And, just by reading your blogs if you had one, it feels like I got to know you that much better! The blogs and discussions were my favorite, because I felt like everyone had their own way of seeing a different point. It has been a long trip of college for me, and I only have my four finals left, and I will be done! I hope everyone had a great semester, and I hope you all do well on your finals!

Naughty Karma

Karma has been in such a naughty mood lately. I feel like she is starting to enjoy getting in trouble. She was taught at a very young age to not beg, and she has been doing it a lot lately. So, my boyfriend, Derek, put her to the test to see what she would do. He was eating a piece of pizza, and he did not want the crust. So, he set it back on his plate on our end table. Karma stared and she knew she was not supposed to have it. We told her no, and she laid around and forgot about it for awhile. Then, when Derek was talking to someone, she went up and took it! Derek was not happy at all about that, especially since he spent so long trainer her not to do that. AND, she has been in the garbage so much! I just mopped the floors yesterday, then I had to go outside and help Derek put a loft in our shed, and when I came back it she had dug through the garbage and took out a bunch of coffee grounds! It was terrible and not worth mopping again. After my finals are done and I am in the middle of job searching, she will be getting extra attention from me and hopefully retrain her to not do that stuff.

Karma and BooBoo

Karma and BooBoo (my boyfriends little brother) had a fun filled day last Saturday. My boyfriend and I were in the sheep barn all day getting set up for lambing season. We had to redo a couple fences, because the way we had it set up last year did not work the greatest. We put everything up, then we had to give shots and sort the sheep into two different pens. We also had to do it, because we needed to make sure that we had all the sheep, and that none of them ran off. BooBoo will run the sheep into a smaller pen, Derek (my boyfriend) will shut individual ones into a even smaller pen to get their ear number to give them their shots. I write down all the information that is needed to be put into our sheep document. Here is a picture of what Karma and BooBoo were doing until we gave shots to the sheep.

Hunting Accident

The title may sound a little extreme compared to how my story is going to go, but the other weekend was the last weekend of deer hunting. My good friend sent me a hilarious picture via SnapChat, of his neighbor and his truck. I guess, his neighbor was walking back to his truck after a morning of hunting, and he saw a buck run out of the woods across from where his stand was. He said it was running at a pretty decent speed. So he took two shots at it. The first one he missed because he saw dirt fly up. The second shot, he missed again, and the deer kept running. When he got back to his truck, he noticed that on the second shot, he hit something and it was not a deer. He ended up shooting his truck instead. I about died from laughing so hard, so I had to take a screenshot of the picture to show everyone.

Market time!

So, if you read one of my first posts, we have a lot of cattle on our farm. Yesterday, we sent 40 of them off to market. Sounds easy, right? Stick 40 of them into a trailer and let the driver take off? No! I do not even know why I stick around when the boys are sorting cattle to get them ready for market. All it is is yelling and swearing. I just stand in one stall, and when the boys tell me to let 20 cattle go to a separate stall, I swing the gates open. There was one cow that DID NOT want to go into the barn to get put on the trailer. He ran back and fourth for so long, his snot strings were hanging all the way down to the ground. Then, the process of setting up gates from the other side of the farm, we have to move a group of cows from one end to the yard, to the other side where the barn is located. It defiantly is a huge process, but it was worth it in the end.

Got my buck!

I decided to take a break from school, and go home for the last day of deer hunting. Dad and I went out early in the morning, and around 7:00 I had a small buck come across the field. I told my dad that morning that I was going to shoot the first thing that came across my stand. I shot from about 45-50 yards away. He nose dived into the woods, so I sat in my stand and thought "Did I hit it?" After 20 minutes of being anxious and questioning myself, I walked over to the side of the woods where he went in, maybe thinking I would find a blood track. My dad and I found one blood drop and we could not find anymore. We walked about 10 yards into the woods, and my dad and I nearly tripped over my deer from not looking up. I was nice to finally shoot one again after two years! He defiantly is not one to brag about nor will I get a lot of meat from him, but I was more proud that I was able to shoot from such a far distance!

Kie

My little brother came home from college for a couple of hours, because he was able to get his Christmas present a little early! My cousin's cat just had another litter of kittens, and they were giving them away. My brother's roommate had a kitten, but he recently moved. So, he went to my cousins house and picked out a kitten to bring back to college with him. It is his first "big" responsibility he has ever had, so it was pretty exciting for me and him. I took him to a pet store afterwards, and I just paid for all of his kitty items, and that was his Christmas present from me. I told him to name her Delilah, but he said it was too long, and went with the name Kie. She is the cutest thing ever and she has one green eye and one blue one! I hope she likes the apartment life!