Saturday, September 8, 2012
The cow on my header likes us and poor girl doesn't even rate a name. She comes up to the truck window and I think she would get in if I opened the door. We had a cow like that when we lived on the ranch. I named her Lupe. She would follow me when I went outside. I had to run up the steps and close the back door to keep her from following me into the kitchen. When I fed the turtles there was two ducks swimming in the stock tank so I closed the truck door quietly so as not to scare them. They knew something was going on and watched me feed the turtles. We drove to the back forty to check on the deer-proof fence. They still haven't put up the bottom wire or the top wire but it is very taunt. We saw lots of little piggy feet marks so they are able to squeeze under still until they install the bottom wire. John still can't let his cattle go back there as there is a place where they could get out into heavy brush and that would be a job to get them out of there. John needs to call the fence builder soon and see what the hold-up is. We stopped to talk to New Renter. He seems to like it out there and is very near his job with his brother who is the well man in our area. I'm thinking it is another story with his companion and her four kids. They are all city people and life is very different out there. Quiet and nothing to do exciting in the small town for young people. She has quit her job in San Antonio. Probably didn't like the drive twice a day. Remains to be seen who wins out on this one.