A friend of mine texted me and said, “Did you make it home from the city yet?” I said, “No not yet.”
He said, “Well drive safe cowboy.” I said, “I am. I am steering my pickup with my knee texting you with one hand and also eating a cookie with that same hand and scratching my rear with the other hand. I said well at least I’m not scratching my rear with the same hand that the cookie is in.”
Seems safe enough to me.
Monday feeder cattle futures were $4 to $5 per hundredweight higher after you get past November feeders. And most fat cattle futures were up $2 cwt.
Most everyone you talk to who buys a lot of calves in the fall have had a wreck as far as starting calves. Either most of us need to quit buying calves off the cow in September and October or make sure they have had two rounds of shots—and no I don’t mean just two rounds of Blackleg. I saw several sets of calves weaned 30 days where quite a few sets had some getting sick and some were already sick.
If you think from one week weaned to 30 days is great then go buy several at the sale like that and I bet your wife and kids will learn some new cuss words. I don’t mind doctoring some if calves will respond, but I hate doctoring them when they absolutely won’t get well and die. Oh yeah on buying those short-weaned ones be sure on the way home from the vet supply store stop by the hardware store and get a log chain. You mark my word next year you will notice a lot of difference between long-weaned and not. Hey vaccine makers how about coming up with a vaccine that works next year?
My son just texted me saying there are going to have twins. I said, “Good finally two kids from the same Mom.”
My sister’s husband said he knows her better than me. So I asked him what’s her boyfriend’s name?
My wife was massaging my head. Then she said, “Before we got married who used to massage your head?” I said, “No one cause when I was single I never had a headache.”
Editor’s note: The views expressed here are the author’s own and do not represent the view of High Plains Journal. Jerry Nine, Woodward, Oklahoma, is a lifetime cattleman who grew up on his family’s ranch near Slapout, Oklahoma.
