Last night was our coldest night yet. I didn't want to get up but John was up early slamming doors so I knew it was time to get going. It was good the sun was warming things up as the old work truck doesn't have a heater anymore. We drove over to the interstate that runs between Corpus Christi, Texas and San Antonio, Texas. A ways down we could see a line of trees off to the right where "On The Farm" is. For some reason the people who own that farm decided to open a feed store on their farm. The grandma runs the general store and the grandkids were having fun on a trampoline in the back yard of their house next door. John bought sweetlix and some blocks of something for the cattle. I sat in the truck while they were loading and watched the birds fly in and out of the open building. Bet they were finding something they liked to eat in there. Time to head to the ranch and unload the feed. Two of these tubs will fit into an old bathtub. The wild hogs can't turn them over. John backs up to the bathtub and pulls the sweetlix off the tail gate and into the bathtub because they are very heavy. I got out of the truck to visit with Shelly Marie. She watches every move we make. I like to pretend she loves us but in reality it is food she loves I guess and she is always hoping for something better. I will say she isn't a traitor like the other cows though. When the green grass is plentiful she will stop grazing and look up when we pass. It is so different now without the large ranch. We get through fast and back to town. I miss it so much but why wouldn't I? I was just a wanna be cowgirl riding along for the fun not the work. Sometime doing some driving while fixing fence or feeding cubes. Sometime opening or closing a gate. Oh well I have my memories. We talked on the way this morning about when we use to trap wild hogs and how it was more important to us to check the hog traps early in the morning then it was to eat breakfast.