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Not quite funny happening this morning. Finishing fence to split up the 40 acre bottom. Bent a bar on the brush hog so had a pry bar to bend back in place. This was in a six acre plot that is the last of my locations battling severe sand burr. Needless to say pry bar slips and I'm on my back. Watching me out in a field wearing underwear and boots in the back of my mule picking every burr out might have been amusing
Guess it worked out for a while. Might have still been a crazy but we shall see how long it lasts. Sure beats baling and feeding if I don't have to
 

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Finally switched from flip phone to Smart phone and using it to post on CT just to realize my fingers are Way too fat the keyboard too tiny and my eyesight is too bad. Slow slow slow
Notice mistakes in my spelling sometimes. Same here. Got a new laptop last Christmas but have never took it out of the box.
 
Finally switched from flip phone to Smart phone and using it to post on CT just to realize my fingers are Way too fat the keyboard too tiny and my eyesight is too bad. Slow slow slow
I have 2 desk tops, 3 laptops, a tablet, several digital cameras. I use a flip phone, for PHONE CALLS!!! I do NOT text. It is the heighth of stupidity for 2 people to be sitting there, holding a phone, and pecking out a message. Just call!!!! In the 1800's, we had no choice...all we had was telegraph, Then Bell invented the telephone, so you could TALK to someone else.
 
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I have a smart phone now... and do alot of texting BECAUSE.... many places the farmers are, the phone won't work but the texts will get through. Many of our pastures you have real IFFY service at... texts will get through when a call will not... my son has sent me texts from over the hill at some places, after trying for 15 minutes to call and it won't go through...
I use the computer for most any/everything... and the phone for phone calls and texts...
 
I now use my tablet for everything I used to use my laptop for and then some. The smart phone is just a miniature tablet that can make phone calls but the problem is the miniature part combined with my aging eyes and fat fingers. But when I'm out of the house I have the phone. I like texting but not for conversations. I can get a quick answer from somebody without feeling obligated to talk about the weather and ask after the family. I can also text pictures of broken parts, sick animals etc to parts stores and vets… lots of good uses for texting but conversations aren't one of them for me.
 
I had a very good and very rugged flip phone after destroying a bunch of cheap phones. Kyocera Duro Force. Small outside dimensions, but thick and could take a pounding and almost waterproof. It was good for what I bought it for. Calls and some texting but texting was slow. I used it for several years with zero problems. I opted out of Internet connectivity on it as the screen was too small. The camera was 'ok' but just.
 
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I had a very good and very rugged flip phone after destroying a bunch of cheap phones. Kyocera Duro Force. Small outside dimensions, but thick and could take a pounding and almost waterproof. It was good for what I bought it for. Calls and some texting but texting was slow. I used it for several years with zero problems. I opted out of Internet connectivity on it as the screen was too small. The camera was 'ok' but just.
I had that same flip phone for years, but I switched to a smart phone so I didn't have to pull the laptop out every time I wanted to look something up online. Sometimes I miss that flip phone.
 
Here's something really dumb I did that I am a bit embarrassed to post. When I posted about this last year, I insisted there was NO WAY this cow would ever get another chance at motherhood on our ranch.

In 2023 we had a four-year-old cow that refused to accept her new born calf. We had found her standing about 20 feet from the calf, who was stuck behind some branches of a down tree. After removing the calf from her prison and reintroducing her to her mother, we were expecting a happy reunion. Instead, the cow repeatedly shoved the calf to the ground. We ended up walking the calf and herding the cow to the corrals. It took us all day to convince the cow to accept the calf, and I vowed she would never get another chance. Fast forward to fall. After preg. checking and selecting culls based on factors such as open cows, age, etc. we realize if we leave behind just one cow, we can avoid another trip with the trailer. I start rationalizing. I tell myself "She's young and she was a good mother and weaned a good calf, once she mothered up". Maybe I messed her up by rubbing my hands on the calf after we put iodine on its navel. I decided to go ahead and let her have another calf. I told myself it was probably just a freak thing. After all, she had raised two calves prior to this.

This year we just happened to come around a corner checking cows at the same time she delivered. I had my husband continue on with the ATV and I remained in a secluded location to watch from afar. The cow stood there in a daze staring off into space while the calf rolled further down the hill away from her as it attempted to rise. When it hit the trail below, it got to its feet and began to stumble around looking for its mother. The cow stood there about 50 feet away looking off into the distance in the opposite direction. I couldn't stand it, so after a few more minutes, I went down to the calf and it followed me back up to the cow, looking for nipple the whole way. As soon as it found the cow and tried to nurse, the cow began to knock it down. She was so rough, I decided we needed to get them in the corrals and put her in the headgate to ensure the calf received colostrum. The calf followed me all the way to the corrals and my husband was eventually able to herd the cow there, but not without great difficulty. She had no intention of going in the same direction as the calf. She hated my husband after that, and I had to get him out of the way to do much of anything with her. At one point when he was in the pen with her, she tried to escape by jumping over a 5-foot-high panel. She pretty much destroyed the panel, but only escaped to a neighboring pen.

This time it took us two days of repeatedly putting the cow in the squeeze and feeding the calf three times per day before she finally decided to accept the calf. Strangely, once she decided to be a mother, she was once again one of the best most attentive mothers in the herd.

She is once again on the cull list and this time there will be NO SECOND chance!
 
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Here's something really dumb I did that I am a bit embarrassed to post. When I posted about this last year, I insisted there was NO WAY this cow would ever get another chance at motherhood on our ranch.

In 2023 we had a four-year-old cow that refused to accept her new born calf. We had found her standing about 20 feet from the calf, who was stuck behind some branches of a down tree. After removing the calf from her prison and reintroducing her to her mother, we were expecting a happy reunion. Instead, the cow repeatedly shoved the calf to the ground. We ended up walking the calf and herding the cow to the corrals. It took us all day to convince the cow to accept the calf, and I vowed she would never get another chance. Fast forward to fall. After preg. checking and selecting culls based on factors such as open cows, age, etc. we realize if we leave behind just one cow, we can avoid another trip with the trailer. I start rationalizing. I tell myself "She's young and she was a good mother and weaned a good calf, once she mothered up". Maybe I messed her up by rubbing my hands on the calf after we put iodine on its navel. I decided to go ahead and let her have another calf. I told myself it was probably just a freak thing. After all, she had raised two calves prior to this.

This year we just happened to come around a corner checking cows at the same time she delivered. I had my husband continue on with the ATV and I remained in a secluded location to watch from afar. The cow stood there in a daze staring off into space while the calf rolled further down the hill away from her as it attempted to rise. When it hit the trail below, it got to its feet and began to stumble around looking for its mother. The cow stood there about 50 feet away looking off into the distance in the opposite direction. I couldn't stand it, so after a few more minutes, I went down to the calf and it followed me back up to the cow, looking for nipple the whole way. As soon as it found the cow and tried to nurse, the cow began to knock it down. She was so rough, I decided we needed to get them in the corrals and put her in the headgate to ensure the calf received colostrum. The calf followed me all the way to the corrals and my husband was eventually able to herd the cow there, but not without great difficulty. She had no intention of going in the same direction as the calf. She hated my husband after that, and I had to get him out of the way to do much of anything with her. At one point when he was in the pen with her, she tried to escape by jumping over a 5-foot-high panel. She pretty much destroyed the panel, but only escaped to a neighboring pen.

This time it took us two days of repeatedly putting the cow in the squeeze and feeding the calf three times per day before she finally decided to accept the calf. Strangely, once she decided to be a mother, she was once again one of the best most attentive mothers in the herd.

She is once again on the cull list and this time there will be NO SECOND chance!
I'm wondering whether a bag or two of calcium sub cut at or around calving may help, it may be sub clinical milk fever seeing the problem has surfaced on her 3rd and 4th calf.

Ken
 
Guess it worked out for a while. Might have still been a crazy but we shall see how long it lasts. Sure beats baling and feeding if I don't have to
Well, I guess I'm happy with how it worked out. Been grazing almost a month and they haven't put a dent in the 15 acres. I'm grazing. We bailed the other half of this wild mix yesterday and finished with 62 bales. This is the view that I enjoy.
 

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