One of those days

Yesterday morning the big beast, the Hereford steer, walked away and stood all alone in the West Barn separating himself from Carlos and his cows. I smiled. Thank you very much I said and  I shut the barn gate on him, gave him extra feed and decided to proceed with the big shift.

I had been waiting for just such a move to begin the big jig. The plan was all in my head, the dairy cows were ready – all I needed was a little push. The Steer provided that little push just nicely by separating himself from the cows.
tima The rejig of the jig saw puzzle of cows could commence.

Part One was to separate the girls from the boys. (the boys need the fattening with high protein alfalfa hay, the girls get the lower protein good quality grass hay).  The rest of the winter and into early spring will be girls and boys dormitories – except for Carlos who stays with the pregnant girls for a bit longer because I am not sure if Aunty Anna is pregnant yet.

With the big boy waiting at the West Barn I came back to the home farm to bring out the two little heifers. So I opened the gate to Sheila’s paddock and sent Boo in to bring out Tia and Txiki.  Tia comes to her name so I called her out and Boo bounced along behind Txiki sending her out as well.


These fields are small so it is easy work for Boo. Txiki might have a look about her but she really is a sweet little heifer – she is a Dexter crossed with a Mini Angus and very short and stocky.

Once they saw that the big car had hay in it they sauntered over there, into the yards and I shut the gate. They will spend the winter in and out of the big barn so I can continue working with then and gentling them.  They will sleep where the dairy cows have been sleeping.

The dairy cows were in the waiting room waiting to be milked. So far so good. The second part of our three part day was to bring the big Hereford Bobby back to the home farm in the trailer  (he would join the two other steers and Sheila in the rat house paddock) and while the trailer was here at the home farm, I would milk the dairy cows, run them down the corridor and straight onto the trailer then transport them to the West barn as far away from the thought of being milked as possible so they can dry up.

Are you still with me?

So John got out the big truck, we drove over to the West Barn, backed up to the trailer and as I was directing him to reverse up to the old black trailer I saw that one of the back tires was dead flat.

It was getting dark and time to start milking so we had to abort the mission. That was annoying.  We milked the cows and as the heifers were already in their space we left them altogether and will start the big shift again today.


After the milking John got out the tractor, started it up and smoke was pouring everywhere. He popped the lid and discovered that the turbo part had spat the dummy and released oil everywhere.  This is a very expensive problem evidently.

By this time John was in full retreat and went to take a bath and discovered that the hot water cylinder was not working. I came in later to find the  igniter on the oven had given up the ghost and the ambient heat in the coop was no longer working.

By this time John was at the end of his very short rope of patience and I was cooking on the woodstove.

But that was yesterday. Already the hot water has been fixed. Then next on the list is changing the tire on the trailer this morning. It is very, very windy now (of course yesterday was a calm day) and  rain is due to fall about 9am, so hopefully we can get that done in time, then I will proceed with the jig saw puzzle of cows and John can get onto fixing his tractor which will not be as easy as it sounds and very expensive,  evidently. But John is always negative about everything so you never quite know. This is not an exaggeration.  He believes if you set your expectations of success very low you won’t be disappointed. I am exactly the opposite. Profoundly the opposite.

Thankfully John is still not working and has a well stocked workshop over at the big farm for fixing machinery and the tractor has already been loaded onto a borrowed trailer and hauled over there for a hospital stay. So things will proceed at their own pace.

Isn’t life an interesting collection of big breaths!

Have a lovely day.


64 Comments on “One of those days

  1. Nice to see Boo able to work again – he looks happy to be with you. Ton and his stick making sure that Tima the bad behaves herself too. I am reminded of the expression that “when it rains it pours” with the equipment all wanting time off at the same time. On the flip side I am also reminded that “It doesn’t matter whether the glass is half empty or half full, what matters is there is always room for more wine!” Better luck today with all the moves and hope John is able to fix the tractor without too much expense. Have a great day!

    • Just love this! ” On the flip side I am also reminded that “It doesn’t matter whether the glass is half empty or half full, what matters is there is always room for more wine!” Makes sense!!! 🙂 Di

    • Love this! Never heard the part about ‘room for more wine,’ but I love it! (Love my wine in the evenings! Keeps me smiling no matter what the day held!)

  2. Oh, it was a Murphy Day to be sure. Turn counter-clockwise three times and drink cold coffee is what my grandmother would advise to reverse a day of misfortune.

  3. The best laid plans…..sounds much like a regular day around here. Woke up this morning to -30, three weeks ago our pipe out to our sewer lagoon froze solid. I now have a pail under the kitchen sink, and we’re back to using a camping pottie that we have to lug out and dump down the old outhouse. We had the septic tanks pumped out – so I think we’re good to shower til hopefully spring – when we can dig up the lagoon pipe. Last week, our well pump decided for some random reason, to run at only half the normal volume – no fixing that til spring either.
    We just keep on keeping on…..😊

  4. Oh my goodness. Musical cows and then everything at once. Robert is a little like John. He always prepares for the worst but hopes for the best. Hopefully John will be able to fix the engine. If he has any trouble/questions, Robert builds race engines and one of a kind machines from the ground and for as little money as he can get away with, and knows a trick or two. I’m sure he would be happy to help try figure something out in the inexpensive department. He often reads over my shoulder so knows all about the farmy. (right now he’s working on a never done before twin engine car =

  5. “Isn’t life an interesting collection of big breaths!”
    I love this! And so very true!!! We just need to remember to smile as we take them and let the oxygen and energy in the breathes refresh us!!! xoxoxo

  6. I’m hoping you’ve had the full complement of bad luck for the season, and now everything will go more smoothly. How many times did you say “Excellent!” yesterday, Miss C? Bet it was plenty. Darling Tima is just like a plump piebald jellybean on tiny, delicate hooves, isn’t she? I love that pig….

  7. Yeah, that kind of day you just have to shake your head and laugh about. I have a similar situation here, my husband can find the negative in anything. Maybe it’s because he doesn’t want to have high expectations, I’m not sure. But, like you, I’m quite the opposite–always finding the cheer and good in things. I guess opposites really do attract.

      • No, you certainly aren’t. My John is the same, always expects the worst and usually accompanies his complaint with a string of curses. My comment is always ‘ and did that make it any better?’ We just completed a total redo of our mud/laundry room. Had a ice dam and then a roof leak. We had all the shingles removed and replaced and half the roof boards same by younger legs but we did all of the interior, floor to ceiling ourselves and remarkably we’re still married! I’m amazed I have any tongue left due to biting it so often.

        • If I said that there would be an Explosion the like of which I do not want to see again. I have the same tongue – it is easier that way. Probably safer too. But why do women have to bite their tongues – it does not seem fair. c

  8. In UK it is called 'Sod's Law'  which means if one thing goes wrong the others will follow…certainly seems to apply to your yesterday..hope today will be better  

    Sent: Tuesday, January 10, 2017 at 2:38 PM

  9. Here it’s called Murphy’s law. Of course like you, I expect things to work out well but realize that there are moments you must go with the flow. Hope you beat the rain in getting it all done. Keeping track of all that would make me a little nutty. Have a lovely day.

  10. Blimey what a day! Usually comes in threes but you had a four! Tima and Tane make me laugh. 😂

  11. Wonderful how you make everything amusing, even little near-disasters. It’s yet another reason that I read your news with my coffee. I chuckle, and My Dear rounds the corner and checks to make sure that I am not staring things I shouldn’t.

    And those photographs! (What’s Ton doing with that stick? It doesn’t look like much of a threat, but Tima is on the move–maybe to the seed bags again.)

  12. Tima walking back down to the pasture since she found nothing on the porch worth eating with Ton as her escort. What a day of catastrophes! I might have been compelled to sit down and have a good cry, but get back up again and carry on. We are having problems with the laminating machine that lives in the library today. Three times, we tried to get it to work without success. I finally turned it off to cool down and am going to try again. It is a cantankerous machine at its best, but I will win! Good luck!

  13. These things have a habit of going wrong when the weather is just about to turn bad.
    By the way I keep meaning to say thank you for the pictures you always publish, yours is the one blog that I can read with my three year old daughter as she always wants to know who everyone is and what they are doing 🙂

  14. What a day! Big Man too is the one who will forsee the problems (most of which never happen) and I’m ever the optimistic one…we balance each other out 😀

  15. Funny, my husband John and I are the same. He is always the negative one, and I always find the good, ever cheerful about another new day. Ah well, it takes all kinds!!! Love the photos of Tima and Ton, Boo and Txiki, and Tane and the rooster. Perfect.

  16. You must be very good at endless games of chess and backgammon to be able to juggle back and forth thus . . . . in ‘my world’ I make a written list and get huge satisfaction when more than half of it is ‘ticked off’ . . . bestest with the motor!!

  17. Me too with the bloke thing… I look for the upside, the G.O. believes it when it happens and mostly opts for the worst as the default reaction. I guess it’s balance, and the end result is the same but there are 2 things in life I find challenging: negativity & disorder.

  18. So glad to hear I’m not the only one living with a “negative Nellie”. Odds, sods and bodkins – my big guy drives me crazy some days. Everything is negative and I just don’t like living like that. His mum is the same way, and while I understand that being 90 and nearly blind is a hard way to live, really we need to be positive at least once a day. Let me tell you – it’s a good thing the big guy is cute and handy around the house – otherwise one day he might find he has a really good reason to be negative!

    I love the “room for more wine” and the “interesting collection of big breaths” – many days that describes exactly what I’m feeling.

    Chris S in Canada

  19. Well, Ceci, you made my day with gales of laughter! I need new glasses! BOY do I need them! Your last comment about the “collection of ‘ big breaths” is not what my eyes saw or read! …………………. still laughing! Big Hugs, SunnyMarie (aka Lois)

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