Spring Roundup 2012

When I married my husband I really had no idea what I was getting into.

I knew his family raised beef which is, after all, why I married him, {Some women marry for money…I marry for food.} but there was no “do you take this man despite all the *poop* covered clothes he will bring home, muddy boots that he will track through your house, and sore muscles that will need massaging?”

Yeah, so none of that.  You know what though!?  I totally, with every fiber of my being LOVE being a cowgirl, and I say that in the loosest of terms.  I still like me some city life and it with the deepest of regret that say I do not own a hat {yet}.

Raising cows has been, for the most part, a part-time gig.  At least twice a year we have a roundup.  During the spring is when the calves are branded, tagged, vaccinated, and castrated if the situation calls for it.  For obvious reasons we will not be talking about castration, how we do it, and will most definitely not be showing pictures.

 The boys are getting old enough to participate now so this past weekend we put my oldest to work tagging the calves.  It was a proud moment.  *sniff sniff*

So the day of the roundup usually goes like this…the night before, the cows are herded into the corral where they hangout for the night.  The morning of we ride our “Japanese horses”, as Grandpa liked to call them, down to the corral.

At this point the men get into the corral to separate the calves from their mothers.  Not always an easy task which is where the sore muscles come into play.  There is usually a lot of noise and running and yelling.  And that’s not all from the cows. 

While all of this is going on there is some standing around…

Goofing off…

And a little bit of prep.

Once the cows are separated from their calves it’s an assembly line.  We bring one calf at a time down the shoot and into/onto the calf table.  If you look at the picture above of Little Bud tagging you can get a glimpse of what it looks like.  It protects both the calf and the men from injuring themselves.

There is usually some more standing around.  Last weekend was pretty cold so the standing around wasn’t quite as fun but the clouds made for some great pictures so I can’t complain.  Plus, I was wearing my jacket and mr’s.  Isn’t he just the sweetest thing!?

And just so manly.

So folks, that is a day in the life.  It sure is a fun family to be apart of.  Never a dull moment and you sure can’t beat the meat.

Comments

  1. Mimi Avocado says:

    Do we ever really know what we’re getting into when we get married? And when we marry a farmer/rancher there’s never a dull moment! (Well, except when the hubs is asleep in his chair, exhausted…but it’s a good dull!)

    Love your photos! All I can say is, I’m glad avocado trees don’t poop. :)

  2. I think you need a pink hat! Stat!

  3. I would let you borrow my hat for sure, ’cause I never wear it! I surely didn’t know all about the poop covered clothes and shoes, and that’s probably a good thing!

  4. Shane says:

    Lovely photos. The place is just lovely. How’s like to be living in a farm? I’m sure it would be great. Thanks for sharing.

  5. Meg says:

    What an interesting process! Thanks for the behind the scenes peek!

  6. Great pics and an interesting story! I was slow on the Japanese horses but I got it eventually ;)

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