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<blockquote data-quote="greybeard" data-source="post: 1446445" data-attributes="member: 18945"><p>One thing I did do today. I went to town and bought as many bags of cubes as I could haul. </p><p>The cows all 'look' good, but they are acting strange as heck. I poured the cubes to them..figured after the ordeal they went thru, they deserve as much 'candy' as they can get, but tho I know they had to be hungry after eating grass that is almost all water, they still didn't attack the cubes like they usually do. Bellies may be full of water. </p><p></p><p>I'm usually not too sentimental about cattle..never name them, don't see them as pets, I don't buy them 'treats' but it truly broke my heart that the premie calf died. That little sucker had really come along good the days right before the river started rising. </p><p></p><p>The night before we paddled out of here, it was tough, laying there in bed with the windows open, listening to my cattle mooing and making the most mournful sounds on the high ground just outside the yard fence. I considered wading out, and cutting the fence and letting them roam into the National Forest, but I knew there wasn't any high ground out to the west of me either. </p><p>You'd hear one crying/mooing/bellowing, then it would stop..silence..then another, and another in chest deep water or higher. Raining so hard, I could never find them in a spotlight. That next morning at first light (morning we left), there wasn't a single one of the beefmasters in the pasture I had them in the evening before, but when I returned, all those fences were intact. They went OVER the tops of the fences. Same way with the chars that were on a different hill just accross the pond. </p><p>Historically, since 1964, when my father first bought his tract, the pasture where I had the cattle that nite has never seen any flood water until a few days ago. </p><p></p><p>That morning, I had to wade out to and into m shop to get a better rope for the boat. It was so surreal, to open that door and see 4' of water instead of the familiar floor, shelves and tools. </p><p>Still all seems like a dream.</p><p></p><p>Dunno know how much stored hay I'm going to lose, but I know where some good dry hay is.</p><p>Wife said "we were so dang lucky".</p><p>"No babe, Somebody was looking out for us. Just another reminder, that we ain't in control or in charge."</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="greybeard, post: 1446445, member: 18945"] One thing I did do today. I went to town and bought as many bags of cubes as I could haul. The cows all 'look' good, but they are acting strange as heck. I poured the cubes to them..figured after the ordeal they went thru, they deserve as much 'candy' as they can get, but tho I know they had to be hungry after eating grass that is almost all water, they still didn't attack the cubes like they usually do. Bellies may be full of water. I'm usually not too sentimental about cattle..never name them, don't see them as pets, I don't buy them 'treats' but it truly broke my heart that the premie calf died. That little sucker had really come along good the days right before the river started rising. The night before we paddled out of here, it was tough, laying there in bed with the windows open, listening to my cattle mooing and making the most mournful sounds on the high ground just outside the yard fence. I considered wading out, and cutting the fence and letting them roam into the National Forest, but I knew there wasn't any high ground out to the west of me either. You'd hear one crying/mooing/bellowing, then it would stop..silence..then another, and another in chest deep water or higher. Raining so hard, I could never find them in a spotlight. That next morning at first light (morning we left), there wasn't a single one of the beefmasters in the pasture I had them in the evening before, but when I returned, all those fences were intact. They went OVER the tops of the fences. Same way with the chars that were on a different hill just accross the pond. Historically, since 1964, when my father first bought his tract, the pasture where I had the cattle that nite has never seen any flood water until a few days ago. That morning, I had to wade out to and into m shop to get a better rope for the boat. It was so surreal, to open that door and see 4' of water instead of the familiar floor, shelves and tools. Still all seems like a dream. Dunno know how much stored hay I'm going to lose, but I know where some good dry hay is. Wife said "we were so dang lucky". "No babe, Somebody was looking out for us. Just another reminder, that we ain't in control or in charge." [/QUOTE]
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