Hello you Lovely's, Hello All,
I wondered what had happened to 'our Robob', thought the old git wasn't coming back!!
Gypsie, you're gonna be a gramma? You look old enough to be a mother...just! And don't you give it another thought about any corniness on this thread. Infact, it ain't so much corny, as touching another's life, soul...well, mine anyway! What's corny anyway? Certainly not what I'm reading on this thread!!!
Stoopid thing happened today! I was so busy today that I was late feeding the animals...by an hour! The pigs are okay with that, but the bulls are never! They were mooing like a bunch of starving sacrificial lambs to the slaughter...making a right racket! There was no way I was going to bother to try and face them. So I had this great idea to tippytoe through the field with their sweetmix, (get them unawares) while they were waiting for me by the usual entrance! Big mistake!! The field, (especially where they have been trampling) is all sticky-muddy. So, as I crept up behind them where they still couldn't see me, I suddenly got stuck. My wellies were stuck fast and it took a lot of effort to pull each wellie out for the next step. I was getting really annoyed after 10 minutes of this, and had to let off some steam, (only a little bit) but enough for the heifer to hear me and come a-looking what was going on.
There I was, bucket of sweetmix in one hand and forcing my way toward the trough in the most stickiest, suckiest mud you can imagine, she pops her head around the wall and moo's really loud! I drop the bucket and tell her: "Shhhhh! Shut up, you silly cow!" a minute later, Mr. Huge Horns pops his head around the wall. It was the way Mr Horns popped his head around the wall that made me laugh. Then the other 2 bulls stuck their heads around the back sides of Ms Gingernuts and Mr Big Horns, and I remembered Phil telling me: "Never approach them in the field! Dunno why, but they'll go for you!"
So I ran! Well.....I tried to run. And you know that familiar dream where you are trying to escape but you feel like you're running in very sticky glue,....or mud??? that was me! I managed to leg it to the fence, I threw myself over it rather than jumped, got up and did a 'yahoo!!!' which was very short-lived, because right then 16 pigs came screeching around me like a scene out of Hannibal, and actually threw me off balance, till I landed face down in a huge pile of beep-beep and mud! I cut my hand too and I remember thinking frantically: "When was my last tetanus jab??"
With a face full of muck, I staggered to the bulls barn and they rushed over to me like little children anticipating some sweeties and I barely noticed them. I barged past them and walked to their trough. Mr 60004 (the steer) was butting me from behind and I just suddenly started to find everything so ridiculous and funny. So I laughed and laughed and laughed some more. He still butted me and shoved me about with that hard head of his. So what! I didn't care, because I was finding the whole thing so ridiculously funny.
You know what? I sat there, laughing and crying at the same time, not caring what the heck would happen, with the bucket of sweetmix they so desperately wanted, and they took their turn feeding from the bucket, and the uncastrated one, Mr 60004, actually nuzzled up to me like a pooch would do. I ignored him at first....preferring to make the most of a rest in the pile of soft hay, watching the sun set. But he continued, until I stroked his nose, and then his solid forehead, and then his ears...before you know it, he was letting me pet him like a dog. I gave him a kiss on the snotty wet nose before I walked off.
I hate them and yet I love them. That's it! Perfect balance in my life. Keeps me on my toes and keeps me happy!
Pet xxx