tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995865263794254173.post6321860873889918786..comments2023-10-31T12:03:53.796-04:00Comments on We Love It, Don't We?: *insert Benny Hill theme musicSarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12346270516836690158noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995865263794254173.post-13341917906503795922010-01-29T18:12:49.154-05:002010-01-29T18:12:49.154-05:00This gave me so many childhood flashbacks.
We'...This gave me so many childhood flashbacks.<br />We've only got 5 acres and two ponies at the moment, but this sorta made me want a cow...if only to see my husband chase them. I was with you in the mud. Fantastic imagery! It was my dad who blamed people for gates...running around crazy wrestling the herd in a bathrobe or something, back in the crazy 80s. We only had two cows when I was a kid, but twelve horses. Gosh, this made me miss wearing overalls! And is it about to rain while we're in the middle of making hay? Just don't even make eye contact with the man...Good good times.<br /><br />Glad I stopped in. Thanks. :)Angeline Rose Larimerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18058615711696995128noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995865263794254173.post-33699314974312291562010-01-27T11:24:03.544-05:002010-01-27T11:24:03.544-05:00Oh, girl. Once again I am awed by your awesomenes...Oh, girl. Once again I am awed by your awesomeness. Your play-by-play reminded me a bit of some of the stories in James Herriott's "All Creatures Great & Small" series. The books, not the PBS show. My dad used to read them aloud to us and he'd get laughing so hard he couldn't speak. <br /><br />I am glad you are preserving these moments in your life for posterity... not to mention the amusement of all the rest of us :)Amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06331709146988974058noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995865263794254173.post-17200351858574139092010-01-26T14:59:54.309-05:002010-01-26T14:59:54.309-05:00Oh! The last photo with the cow's eyes looking...Oh! The last photo with the cow's eyes looking at the camera!! And I loved the soft kitty photo. Thanks goodness no possum photo thrown in.<br />I love too how you made it to the game on time. All in a day's work! And how daughter didn't care about your attire. So sweet. You're a great mom!Michele Rhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17030846420862437581noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995865263794254173.post-55904231424410356152010-01-26T14:30:05.867-05:002010-01-26T14:30:05.867-05:00Sara- The answer to what you throw at a cow is: th...Sara- The answer to what you throw at a cow is: the muddy sticks we were using as motivational/directional tools & the step ladder.<br /><br />Annette- It's like the opposite of roach motels- Cows get out, but they'll never go back in. ha!<br /><br />Thanks, Amy! I was doing my best to play it cool at the game. "What? I don't smell anything? What mud? Ya, just chasin' cows, no big whoop."<br /><br />Becky- Yes. We are totally going with that.<br /><br />Em- I totally missed that 'hand' gun. I hope that's not what he was really gesturing about? He said he was sad for them to go, too? :( You should go run around in your mud. You should. Just go ahead. You should.Sarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12346270516836690158noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995865263794254173.post-73926284533741811832010-01-26T14:00:27.883-05:002010-01-26T14:00:27.883-05:00Favorite pic: Hoss making a gun gesture with his h...Favorite pic: Hoss making a gun gesture with his hand towards the trailer full of cows. Subtle.<br />I would have had a hard time leaving the house with all that peace. You should have stayed home. Yous should have. Just go ahead.<br />I feel better.<br />I hate the mud.<br />Goula!Emilyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04595023426406205958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995865263794254173.post-67363490676235855592010-01-26T11:28:10.134-05:002010-01-26T11:28:10.134-05:00You have a lot of aplomb, lady. I'm sure it b...You have a lot of aplomb, lady. I'm sure it blinded people to the "mud" situation.<br /><br />Goodbye cows! They're just going on to a bigger farm where they'll have lots of room to run, RIGHT?Beckyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06517252487552392654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995865263794254173.post-55076988137435002952010-01-26T04:24:03.894-05:002010-01-26T04:24:03.894-05:00Your descriptions ARE awesome! I can just see you ...Your descriptions ARE awesome! I can just see you running around, mud (and poo) flying! And good on you for making it to the game after. There must be a cape and superhero tights under those poo-speckled jeans!Amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07969357513275063157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995865263794254173.post-43419718607128460942010-01-25T17:53:01.096-05:002010-01-25T17:53:01.096-05:00Cows never cooperate. Maybe they have some vague i...Cows never cooperate. Maybe they have some vague inkling of where they're going, so why SHOULD they cooperate??? <br /><br />Go, Aggie!Annettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02755947919433555176noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995865263794254173.post-21019138435575779692010-01-25T16:36:25.877-05:002010-01-25T16:36:25.877-05:00A video blog would have been nice, but your descri...A video blog would have been nice, but your descriptions were awesome! Sounds like a great day. I too know when not to laugh. While I'm known to be the most patient with stubborn animals. I usually get the job of rounding up the puppy until I throw shoes at her. Can't imagine what I'd throw at a cow in frustration. :D Great story! Love the overall pics.Sarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01216580106264628759noreply@blogger.com