Unbelievable rains. Several have said that their rain gauges were not big enough to hold all the rain.
One man that works for me said surely our triticale that we planted won’t rot before it dries up. I imagine God probably thinks you farmers are a breed of your own. If you are not complaining about being too dry, you are complaining about being too wet. I am just thankful this did not come in the form of snow.
I don’t even want to think about that. I have heard several say that they have received from 6 to 14 inches with more potential for the rest of the day on Tuesday. Not much of a chance for a few days and then 100 percent chance again on Saturday. I am very thankful for the moisture. Even though there may be a few problems that come with it—the benefits will be great.
Last week our feeder market was great with calves being a little cheaper. We had a string of steers weighing 827 pounds that brought $161 and another load that weighed 909 that brought $157.60. Their little brothers weighed 727 and brought $165.75.
I tease my boys a lot just as my dad teased me a lot. My son just texted me and said our area is in a flash flood warning. So I texted him back and said, “You better roll up your pant leg.” Last night I noticed the same son had stopped at the corner south of our house on a dirt (or I should say a very muddy) road. He revved his pickup up and was heading that 100 yards pretty fast.
So I asked, “What are you trying to do—put as much mud on your pickup as you can?” He said, “No, I was just trying to get through the mud.” I said, “Well, you may find yourself in the ditch.”
The other son was asking me what he should dress up as for at school on homecoming week. They let the students have fun and dress up something different every day. He said, “Should I dress as an old woman or an old man?” I said, “If I was you I would just dress up as an old woman ’cause you have already got the wiggle.” He said, “Real funny dad.”
An old cowboy was out riding his horse on a large ranch when he rode up to a windmill with a dirt tank. A lady was there skinny dipping and she quickly grabbed an old wash tub. She says to the old cowboy, “I just want to know what you are thinking.” He says, “I’m thinking that you are thinking there is a bottom in that old wash tub.”
Editor’s note: Jerry Nine, Woodward, Oklahoma, is a lifetime cattleman who grew up on his family’s ranch near Slapout, Oklahoma.
