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Thanks for the Christmas wishes and right back to all of you!

Ollie, I'm expecting about $500-550 per bred cow, although I've been hearing reports of up to $800 for bred cows in some markets. Commercial cows that are Britisher/Exotic bred to Char & Sim bulls. Due to calve starting mid Feb. I figure the average weight will be around 1500lbs. Nice mid production cows for the most part, although I'll probably have to let a few younger ones go. Trouble is up here there's an awful lot of folks in the same boat as I am, so bred cows aren't that much of a hot ticket item.

Oh well. If the tides turn I can always buy some more, once my debt load is lightened. The bright side is that there will be less feed to purchase once my numbers are down. :)

Take care.
 
I'd like to put in a request to CattleRackRancher for a poem about the trials and tribulations of dealing with those double-edged swords of providing good ol' H2O to livestock - the automatic waterer.

Watering in a Winter Wonderland

Watering cattle in the winter,
Can be challenging you see.
And the best way to do it,
Seems a mystery to me.

Now Annie was a farm girl,
A hardworking little lass.
A woman of noble spirit,
A lady with some class.

Until one day I caught her,
Saying words I never knew,
She was standing over a fountain,
And the air was looking blue.

She was talking about animals.
Beavers, Female dogs and antlered deer.
At least that's what I thought she said,
Until I got a little nearer.

I'm pretty fluent in profane,
But I learned some new words that day.
Of course they are the kind of things,
I'd never want to say.

She said 'We were watering at the dugout,
Until one cow rolled the dice,
And walked out in the middle,
And fell right through the ice.

And then of course she drowned,
And then she was all stuck,
So we had to chop around her,
And pull her with the truck.

The pump and trough were working good,
Until the housing cracked and froze,
And left a big bunch of ice,
All stuck inside the hose.

When we got the floating heater,
It seemed a gift right from the Lord,
Until we lost a calf to it,
By biting through the cord.

So we finally spent the money,
And went and trenched a line.
For an automatic waterer,
And that seemed to be working fine.

But after all that work,
Something's broken underground.
And when I came to do the chores,
This is what I found.

For that stream you see before you,
Is not a fountain of youth,
And its really beginning to tick me off,
If you want to know the truth.

Yes, working with water in the winter,
Is a job that's wet and cold,
A job full of frustrations,
That can make your bones feel old.

And just what the solution is,
I don't really know.
It's just one more thing we deal with,
In the land of ice and snow.

Copyright 2004
 
CattleAnnie":qggeywwe said:
Thanks for the Christmas wishes and right back to all of you!

$500-550 per bred cow,
Take care.
Is that Canadian or U.S. Annie?
 
Canucklebucks, Ollie.

Have to admit I'm hoping for an average of $600. Got some good news today ~ instructor from the college called and they've got an opening for me to take the Class One course in the beginning of January. Only downside is the course runs around 4 grand. Oh well, just sell some more cows, eh?

Stay off the sidewalks in February, folks! I'll be a "mother trucker" by then, if all goes well. ;-)

Take care.
 
Live mid-market rates as of 2004.12.16 20:38:58 GMT.

1.00 CAD (Canada Dollars) = 0.810503 USD (United States Dollars)

1 CAD = 0.810503 USD 1 USD = 1.23380 CAD

Take care.
 
That is 500 U.S. I can't believe there isn't someone out there that wouldn't like to own 30 cows that are already working and healthy with no freight and a built in manager for a partner that already loves the cows. I bet there are people reading this that will gamble 15,000 in a weekend knowing they are throwing it away ,where this just might make a little money if the border opens soon . Either way if anyone is interested in the details PM Annie. Good luck Annie
Take Care :)
 
Old Man Winter

They call him Old Man Winter,
That is what they say,
And he came to visit,
On a cold November day.

With snow that looks,
Like a beard all wintry white,
And I like to watch it glistening,
As it sparkles through the light.

Sometimes he is cold and mean,
And quiet as a mouse,
And sometimes I wonder if he's lonely,
When I hear him whistling around the house.

When the snow is crisp in winter,
It sounds like bones that creak with age.
And there's something about his silence,
That makes him seem wise and sage.

Sometimes he seems quite happy,
And you can see him softening,
When he gets a visit,
From his daughter, Spring.

Go away Old Man,
and go to sleep for Heaven's sake.
And hopefully next year,
It will be December when you wake.

Copyright 2005
 
Seeing as how you hated it , and I can ,t seem to delete it . its edited right out the door.

Sorry to waste your time ruby
 
frenchie":2qk3cpqx said:
Seeing as how you hated it , and I can ,t seem to delete it . its edited right out the door.

Sorry to waste your time ruby

Dang, never said I hated it, thought it was quite good. Was just curious about the cow is all. Please forgive my asking.
 
Just for you, MULDOON.

The Oldtimer's Yule

It was Christmas Eve,
By the warm yule log,
And Jeb was alone,
With his old hunting dog,

His good wife Mary,
Had passed away,
Just a year ago,
On Christmas day.

And Jeb was thinking 'bout,
All of the years,
And all of the joys,
And all of the tears.

With children,
They had never been blessed,
Except for one son,
Who they'd laid to rest.

The years had been hard,
And the money was tight.
But he'd always been honest,
And done what was right.

Some years had been good,
And the crops had all grew,
But even in bad years,
Farming was all that he knew.

And things sometimes went wrong,
And sometimes he got mad,
But when Mary was there,
Things were never too bad.

And as he sat there that night,
With his bones old and aching,
He was thinking all about,
His wife's Christmas baking.

And the warmth of her smile,
And the taste of her kiss,
And all of the other things,
He did miss.

And as he sat there that eve,
Staring into the flame,
He heard a sweet voice,
Calling his name.

And as he looked up,
On that cold, lonely, night.
There was his Mary,
All dressed in white.

Her beautiful smile,
On her beautiful face.
Wearing a gown that was covered,
In satin and lace.

Looking just as she had,
That year back in May,
When she'd been at the church,
For their wedding day.

As he rose to greet her,
On that winter's eve.
All the aches and the pains,
And the cold seemed to leave.

And he got up and kissed her,
And held her real tight,
And they danced out of the dark,
And into the light.

The next day in town,
The story was told,
About old Jeb,
Found in the cabin, cold.

And how in his hand,
They found a white piece of lace,
And the look of contentment,
They saw on his face.
 
It seems I have missed more than a post or two
The hazards of being so "cattle board" new.
CRR's Poems of Waterers, Old Man Winter, and Yule,
To compete with that would make me a fool!

So I'll try to articulate as best I can,
And type with two fingers like many a man.
Thinking and typing, multitasking I go....
Like up a creek with a paddle, forgetting how to row.

Grazing these posts, analyzing each member.
I should get caught up come '06 September.
Looking without asking, are you girl or guy?
I really do wish I wasn't so shy!!

Members ranging from astute to beginner.
Thirst for new knowledge makes us a winner.
So post at will, but always remember
The oaks that don't break are those that are limber.

In conclusion I'll end with an introduction of me,
An Okie,born and raised in the land of the free.
Don't hold it against me the "Okie" part that is,
And don't shake me TOO much unless you want fizz.



Merry Christmas To All!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
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