Monday, January 12, 2015
The Pied Piper of Bovines
It could have gone worse.
That was my farmer's review of our snowy cattle-moving excursion last week.
As for me, I happily drove the pickup instead of the 4-wheeler. I usually like the 4-wheeler job. But on a day where the mercury didn't even make it to the freezing mark, I was just fine with a job inside the pickup cab.
I kept honking away on the horn to keep them focused on the pickup. The sound seemed to carry in the cold winter air. Thankfully, no neighbors came to investigate what the racket caused by all that incessant honking was about.
I tried to gauge the optimal speed to keep them moving south. But, let's face it: I didn't have the hard job. I wasn't driving through snow-filled ditches, while my fingers and toes got numb.