Here they come!
Opening the holding pen and backing up the trailer.
It's quite an art to get that long trailer lined up to the perfect spot for unloading.
Papa G and Stack double checking that all gates leading to "freedom" are closed.
Big A filling the trough with feed.
Two buckets of feed to start with should do nicely.
Big A backing up the Mule.....
....and moving it into position to block an opening at the gate.
We don't want any spooked cows making a run for it!
Papa G unlocking the the middle pen.
First comes that cute, fuzzy head.....
....then the hind portion.
These two feel right a home as they dig into the feed trough. Gluttons they are!!!
Once the cows are unloaded, the truck and trailer gets a good hosing down. No way will there be a speck of manure, dirt, grass, etc. left on JR's farm equipment!
Big A does a great job of cleaning up the mess.....
....while the other three cowboys, in typical cowboy fashion, recant their day.
THE FOLLOWING AFTERNOON.......
Once the new cows calm down and become acclimated to their new home, the gates are opened and they are free to join the rest of the herd.
"Hello girls! Where are you from? What's your name?"
After making sure that the two newcomers transitioned safely to the herd, JR and I headed home.
WAIT! STOP!
There! Up in the woods! Snowball with a brand new donkey colt!!
A Christmas Donkey!
Snowball was not to happy about us infringing on her "mama territory".
Much better to let Snowball do the "mothering" while we go home and do some cooking! Did I say "we"? Oops, I mean "me". Sometimes I wonder what would happen if I became allergic to the kitchen. Now that's a thought to ponder on a cold, winter's night!!
Dee Dee