"I was just in my pasture with my baby eating the lucious green grass when all of the sudden these people on their horses took my baby from me".
"Can somebody please help us here? All we want is to be with our mommys. We're getting thirsty".
"Oh yah sure, you said it wasn't going to hurt. Uh, I don't think so".
"Um, I think there is something in that bucket that belongs to me". "Did I hear someone say the stuff in the bucket is cheaper that oysters"?
It is that time of year again when the branding irons come out. My friend, Dixie, has 19 calves and they needed to be branded today so Neal and I went to watch. Neal helped and I took pictures. And I have to tell you that I kinda felt like Pioneer woman with my camera. I am sure everybody there was wondering why this girl from California was taking pictures, but I didn't care what they were thinking because this kind of stuff is pretty entertaining, but the real reason is I wanted to blog it so you all could be entertained as well.
It is a small world in this little community. No suprise right? The girl with the red bucket (btw, she is carrying a box of salt in the other hand which is used to heal the "wound". "Sting a Ling", is what I say. Or "Ouchie Wa Wa".) was on Neal's baseball team and she is the cousin of my friend Dixie. Really, I think everybody is related to each other here and I still find it so weird!