I just checked the weather forecast on my phone and for most of the rest of the month it says a zero percent up to 4% chance of rain. A few days ago forecasters predicted a good chance of rain. The only thing they forgot to say it was going to be a sprinkle not a rain.
I’ve always heard it will rain just before it is too late. So I guess it’s not too late yet. I would have to admit we have had pretty weather.
Last week at the auction some very nice black steers that were long weaned brought more than $3,000 truthfully more than they should have, in my opinion. But you know what sometimes happens if two guys get to fighting over the same bunch. They weighed 555 pounds. Then their bigger brothers came in behind them weighing 687 pounds and brought $210 per head less. From the standpoint of a cattle auction, there are some things you just can’t explain to the seller and in my 23 years as owner the seller never once thought the smaller were too high, but they would say, “How in the heck can they bring that much less and be bigger?”
At the sale last week my third son was working on the scales and his job was to drive them to the ring after they were weighed and he couldn’t get one to come into the ring. Pretty soon, his words came out loud and clear “Get the blank out of here.” Then a friend hollered over at me and said, “I wonder where he learned that word?” So, I had to say, “He learned it from his mother.”
The preacher who teaches Sunday School said to all of us in a group text that he will see us Sunday. I texted the group chat back and I thought I had said, “OK I’ll start saddling my horse.” But with spell check or my fat fingers I instead sent, “I’ll start saddling my house.” I better start checking my text before I send it cause with my vocabulary no telling what I might send.
My daughter just called and said two crack heads beat up her boyfriend. That makes me mad cause I paid three.
Running in your 60s is a great way to meet people. Today I met two paramedics, three nurses, a cardiologist, and I almost met Jesus.
I saved $498.25 tonight by getting the toilet paper myself at Walmart instead of my wife getting it.
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.
