My husband was a professional calf roper for around 20 years. While he was pounding the rodeo trail across the American mid-west during the eighties I was braiding My Little Ponies tail and pretending to be John Wayne. In the early nineties he was winning belt buckles, saddles and cash whilst I was lip-syncing to…
While the bottle is still Rachel’s first menu choice, sweet feed has finally caught her attention. Note the little grain she is daintily holding in her lips here….Its not much. But its a start! The other calves are happy to lead by example. But bring out the bottle and you have her full attention!…
There are several reasons I call the great state of Texas home. I’ll not bother listing them all now but one main reason is the weather. Sure, summers are hot but the winters are mild and wonderful. I don’t know who moved me without my permission but the last couple of weeks I’ve not spent…
The Wicked Chicken 