Today we had another day off from work at the lot. And I was under the impression that it would just be a simple move of the cows from Sedro Woolley to Granite Falls. Today was just BOILING and we had the luck of having yet another lie in. I stayed in bed until 8!
I had another gourmet breakfast of eggs, sausage patties and plain yoghurt with chopped strawberries . We took a while to get going to Woolley, it's like an hour and half drive. The drive was very pleasantly scenic, we passed a red truck with a huge stars and stripes flag staying "Support our troops, we're winning! Political correctness will end the world before we do"
riiiiight.....
When we arrived at the old farm, the heat was already pretty high. Luckily I was adequately armed with a baseball cap and shades. I was under the impression that all we were doing was moving the four remaining cows in the old farm to the second pasture in granite falls. This was actually a completely different story as Rex was expecting us to load the two pickups completely full of all of the remaining stuff left in the chicken house and the barn, and the sixteen foot fence panels enclosing the cows.
I wasn't feeling well at the time and the heat definitely didn't help. This was really strenuous work, we were lifting really heavy stuff COVERED in dust and dead spiders. I had to take frequent breaks just so I could stop fainting and pathetically keeling over. You should have seen me, sitting on a muddy stacking box, munching on an apple, wearing a baseball cap and a flannel shirt.
I could not have looked any more farmery if I tried.
Two families came round to look at the house while we were there. Their young children were very interested in me, and goggled at me like I was something in a zoo. But they were still very tolerant of me. By the time we were finished which was four o clock, I was RAVENOUS and ready to eat one of the cows (Just joking) We stopped by burger King on the way and grabbed a burger. Rex who had the trailer attached to his pickup stopped off at McDonalds and we could hear the cows frantically mooing from across the street as we ate. I just thought it was so bad that we were driving through McDonalds and burger king while transporting some rowdy cows.
When we arrived back I changed my sweat drenched clothes into something much more comfortable and we were able to cool off considerably. Because we had eaten fast food so late we had a small dinner of salad and bread, and chillaxed before we had to unload the pickups.
Thankfully this didn't take much time, and we were all done before dark, just in time to observe the four cows we have in our pasture at the minute. Sprite was being such a spoiled brat, headbutting her own baby to get to her share of hay. She's turned into a real piece of work and that must be sorted before the fair else we're gonna have serious attitude problems.
Got back in time for the nightly popsicle ritual and a glass of hershey's hot chocolate and then off to bed.
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