Jolyn...

Jolyn. 

She's just a kitty...and a calico at that...which means that she's an unlikely choice for me to fall in love with.  She's independent, smart, a good hunter, and has the uncanny ability to run underneath the cows without spooking them!  They ignore her time and again, as she runs anywhere she pleases without getting so much as the swish of a tail.  That's asking a lot of a cow.

This morning I found her curled up in a pile of hay in front of this first calf heifer.  You can barely see her, but she found a warm spot to take a quick snooze...

This picture was taken a couple of years ago...

She makes a warm scarf on cold mornings!

The Mid-January Thaw...

We're in the midst of a mid-January thaw here...

Temps this month have ranged from -2 to near 60 degrees, and I must say, I'm enjoying the spring-like temps we've had the past few days!  In fact, Saturday was such a nice day that Jim and I washed the barn windows...

Don't blink or you'll miss them.  When the next delivery of toasted corn comes...and is blown through that pipe alongside the barn, they will be dust covered instantly!

On another note...did you watch the NFC championship game last night?

(not my picture!)

There are a lot of happy Philadelphia Eagles fans!

We're Still Here...

Well hello!

Yes...we're still here, although you might wonder why there haven't been any blog posts since the beginning of December?!

It's called life.  The kids were home for a nice break from college...the bitter cold set in for a week or so...I started thinking about the book work that needs to be done for taxes...and I got lazy.  Plain lazy.

Enough of that.  And enough excuses! 

We have a cow in the barn that seems to be a bit under the weather.  We're a bit uncertain as to her specific diagnosis...no fever, no twisted stomach, no winter dysentery, no milk fever...

She got some special treatment today in the form of hand pulled rye grass...

I kicked the snow off of the rye grass and pulled a bucket full to see if it would entice her to eat...

Initially, she grabbed a big mouthful, which is a good sign...

...and then she decided she'd had enough.  However, an hour or so later, the trough in front of her was empty, so somewhere along the line she got hungry again.  We're watching her closely, in hopes that it was a temporary issue that has resolved.

Aren't you glad you're not getting grass for supper tonight?  :)