New and old ways make a difference 

Three Angus bulls. (Journal photo by Jennifer Theurer.)

One thing about the cattle business, you are never too old to learn and sometimes I have to relearn the same thing over and over. It doesn’t matter whether you are 20 or 80 years old—and I’m not 80. 

I had a cow that I had just bought that had a calf. The calf seemed somewhat fine but the mother was content most of the time hanging with her friends and not by her calf. Come to think about it, there are a lot of people like that too. So the second day the calf was flat as a pancake. In fact I walked over by the calf and thought he was breathing his last breath. 

"Just A Scoopful" - Jerry Nine
“Just A Scoopful” – Jerry Nine

I gave it 2 cc of Draxin and 35 ounces of powdered milk. Then I told my youngest son I was going to go get two raw eggs and give that to the calf, also. I tease my boys a lot so when I brought the two eggs out there he said, “Oh, I thought you were kidding.” When I gave the 2 cc of Draxin the calf did raise his head up probably because the shot hurt. 

We built a pen around the calf surrounded by grass hay. The next day I thought I would see if the calf was still alive. When I got close I could hear the calf bawling, which is a good scientific sign that the calf was not dead. I opened the gate and the calf came out and even bucked a little going to his mother. 

I told my son you would never swear that is the same calf. Not sure what did the trick, maybe all of it, but anyway it worked. 

In my opinion we have to shut down the border crossing and get control of it. This is not a Republican or Democrat issue. Lots are coming in that hate America. 

I saw a picture of an older woman and older man. They were married and both were eating breakfast together at home with a box of Corn Flakes sitting on the table. Both of their hair was all messed up and looked like they just woke up. She said to him, “Well, we may not have wild sex anymore but at least we look like we do.” 

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.