Weaning, Waning, and Howling at the Moon

It’s graduation day on the ranch. It’s a noisy celebration, but not so festive.

Picture 558Weaning day, USA! It’s time for the babies to say goodbye to their moms. Boy, do they say goodbye loudly! The neighbors are calling and I expect the law to show up any minute. The moms aren’t any happier; they’re bellowing right along with the calves.

Picture 557Possum made the mistake of swimming in the ditch, meaning he has to sleep in his outside house… meaning he’ll bark all night in cadence with the beat of the moo graduation ceremony.

Picture 560I tried to run a little interference. I thought, maybe if I stand between them and the scent of their mothers, they’ll take a liking to me and give the mooing a rest. Fat chance! They just shouted, “moooove out of my way!”

Okay, on a serious note (if there can be one), one poor (much older) steer is enduring the blunt of this fiasco.

baby trash talkHe’s locked in the catch pens with the babies. One of the baby bulls has decided to talk a little trash, thinking he’s a little bigger than he is. He’s persistent! He just stands there with his bald head locked into the forehead of the steer, spinning his hooves for all he’s worth. I’m not positive, but I think I heard the steer say, “seriously?” Maybe it was more like moo-eeously?

I have to say I’m impressed by the maturity of the steer though. It’s pretty obvious with one head-butt he could send the calf sprawling, but he just stands there taking it, realizing that his young foe isn’t really a threat, just a calf learning to be a bull.

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At this point, I think I heard Karin say, “Hmmm.” Might there be something to learn here?

As for the rest of us, I’d suggest howling at the moon… but who’d hear us over the mooing? M-O-O-N… that spells ranch life.

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Seeking the rest that is only promised and found in Christ Jesus, along with my treasured wife of more than twenty-five years, we seek to grow in our relationship with our Heavenly Father, walk with the Holy Spirit as He moves our hearts, loving others always as Jesus loves us, and carry the news of His glory, the wonderful gospel, that gives light and life where there once was only darkness.
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4 Responses to Weaning, Waning, and Howling at the Moon

  1. lambskinny says:

    Sounds like a noisy life – noisy and FUN!

  2. Moovelous darling, just moovelous!
    Blessings friend!

  3. Lyn Leahz says:

    Cute post, and love the layout too, with all the pics and everything. God bless you.

  4. Wonderful mooing, MT. ~ Jane

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