Papa went to a cow sale today. Daddy invited us out to help work steers to pick up the slack from papa being gone. We were happy to "help"...
After five years and one kid-I FINALLY GOT TO do something on their farm besides drinks and meals! I got to do what my daddy let me do back home-ear tag. And I gave some shots too when Kregg was busy.
Of course the first tag I did wrong-as we put our fly tags in the back side of the ear for the few we have here at the house. I felt dumb nonetheless. Someone removed it and re did it.
Patience dear. You'll grow.
It was a good end to a good day!
