A Job Needs Done and Needs Done NOW

The dreaded (especially when I am suppose to be having a "day off")  phone call from my Farmer.......
"Can you go (whatever it is he needs done) for me? I'm doing (whatever he is doing) and (whatever needs done) needs done now."  
He does usually give me a choice.  
"If you don't want to do that, you can come take over (whatever he is doing) and I'll go do (whatever he needs done)".  
Ummmm....ok.    
I'm thankful for getting a choice, but some of the time neither job is something I am completely comfortable doing.  My first reaction when I get this call is, Sure! I can do that. (yes, I have been diagnosed as a people pleaser). Then as he gives me directions, I am thinking....oh no, I don't think I can do that (yes, also diagnosed as lacking confidence).  Of course I don't say this out loud.  (I have to live up to my "front" that I can do anything).  One thing I am fortunate for, is that my Farmer is pretty good at giving me step by step instructions. (as long as he is in the right mood, otherwise instructions can be pretty brief.)  It does make me feel really good that my Farmer has enough confidence in me to ask me to do (whatever needs done), especially when I don't share his confidence.  I cant let him down (or mess up his illusion that I know what I'm doing) so I take off to do (whatever job that needs done.....now).   As I am doing the needed job, my Farmers words of instructions are running thru my head along with my words of I don't think I can do this, making it take me 10 times longer to get the job done then it should.  When I do finally complete (whatever the job is that needs done), I feel so dang GOOD about myself!  What an AWESOME feeling!  Now I DO have the confidence that I can to do anything!  Well.....until my Farmer shows up and tells me I did it wrong.  Honestly, that really doesn't happen too often.   Otherwise, as he has learned, I will not be available the next time he calls and needs that "job" done "now".  And yes, that is Living the Life.....the Farm Life that is. 

Stylin' and Dancin' while I'm Workin'

Looks like this summer I am going be a little more "actively involved" on the farm.  We did not hire anyone to help with the irrigating so that leaves me to step up to the plate.  I am not extremely happy about this.  Mostly cuz it means getting up and moving earlier in the morning. (which we all know I am NOT a morning person).  Since this is the way its gonna be, I had to go shopping the other day for some new irrigating boots and a new summer hat.  I found they now make some pretty colorful ones and I decided...what the heck, might as well have some fun with my outfit.  Thinking, if I am stylin' while I'm workin'....I'll feel much better about working.  (it's the little things in life that make me happy) (hehe)
The only problem I know I might have, (no....that should be "will have") is that the boots fit loose.  That makes them easy to slip on......and off, meaning when I am walking thru a puddle of deep mud, they will slip right off my feet.  Leaving me standing there, in the mud, doing the flamingo dance, as I attempt to pull the stupid boot out of the mud, trying not to let my sock touch the ground or fall flat on my face!  (I can describe it so well cuz....yep....been there done that!)  And the only problem I might have with the hat is, as my Farmer put it....he'll be able to find me from far away.  Could be bad, could be good.....good if I'm doing the flamingo dance!    Yeehaw!  and Thats Livin' the life....the Farm Life that is.

A Day of Confusion.....with Lots of Experts.

Today was a confusing day.  That's what my Farmer said when we got to the house this evening.  Let me explain.  During morning check on the cows, my Farmer found three new baby calves.  Two with their momma's and one all alone.  After looking around and not finding any cow looking for a calf, my Farmer assumed that one of the cows had had twins and she claimed one and not the other.  Not knowing which cow it belonged to, but knowing that neither cow could raise two calves anyways, he brought the lone calf to the corral figuring this one would have to be raised on a bottle. Really didn't want another bottle baby, but that's how it goes. First step was to give the calf some colostrum, which is vital to a new calf.  This is where the confusion started.  He would not eat.  Since he would not suck the bottle, my Farmer had the feeling that the calf had already eaten. (We have found that new born calves will not suck on the bottle if they have already eaten from their momma's)  At lunch we were discussing the situation and we decided it might be a good idea to check the herd again to make sure he didn't just overlook the momma.   When my Farmer got out to the herd, sure enough, he found a cow that was looking for a calf.  Yay!!  He went back and got to calf, took it out to the momma.  She sniffed it, then walked away.  Dang it!  Now my Farmer was thinking he confused the cow by taking her calf so he separated them from the rest of the herd, thinking that maybe it would help if they were by themselves.  Once in a different pasture, just the two of them, she once again sniffed it, even kind of acted interested, then walked off.  More confusion.  The pasture this cow was now in has lush green grass, which the other place did not, so all she was interested in was eating.  Now my Farmer started thinking that this cow was just starting to calve and was just looking for a calf, but had not calved.  Which sometimes they will do this.  This is where I entered the picture, adding to the confusion as best I could.  I had been fixing fence, which I was on my third day of doing all by myself, which I am not very good at, which I was getting very tired of doing, which is why I decided to quit early, knowing my Farmer needed my expertise.  Ha!  I was excited when I drove up and seen that he had found the momma!  Then he tells me he thinks its not the momma.  I say, being the expert that I am,  I think her bag has been sucked on and she doesn't look fat enough to still have a calf in her, so I think its hers.  My Farmer says, being the expert that he is, it is not hers.  However, with my little input, it makes him question himself.  Yep, that's my job.  More confusion.  We decided to run her to the corral and help her to love her calf, cuz we are all confused, remember!  Once there my Farmer wonders if we should go ahead and run her in the chute and check to see if she has a calf in her.  Wow, now that is an idea!  I second that.  That's what we do.  And guess what, we helped her find her calf.  In the birthing canal!  Yep, she was calving!   Believe me, she had not been showing any signs of being in labor, except for the looking for a calf part, (and chasing after the dog).  We went ahead and helped her calve....and life is now good for them.  She found her calf.  The other little critter, well she is my responsibility now.  And getting her to suck on a bottle....yea, I was able to do that.  You just have to have a little motherly experience and a lot of patience.  And I am an expert on that.   That's livin' the life......The Farm Life that is......