Yesterday morning I woke up, had breakfast and started the kids on school. A few minutes later I heard what sounded like a 18 wheeler had slid on ice behind my house. I thought it was weird because I did not think there was ice on the roads. A few minutes later I heard fire engines so I looked out the window and saw one down the street from my house. A few minutes later I heard another one. Then just like that they were gone. So I thought it must have been a false alarm.
A couple of hours later a friend came by and asked what was going on behind my house. She said there was an 18 wheeler on its side. I looked out the kitchen window and saw tires sticking over top of my privacy fence.
Because I wanted to know what was going on but I did not want to walk out there so I sent Faith out to jump on the trampoline so I could see what was going on. She came back in and confirmed that there was a big truck on its side.
Okay I know the story is getting long but stick with me. After my friend left I did what every homeschooling, scrapbooking, nosey mom would do. I sent my son out to take pictures then decided I was not happy with them so I went out myself. I was amazed at how many vehicles were out there. I came back in the house and got back to school. That was until Hope came running inside telling me about a dead animal. So back outside I went and sure enough there was a HUGE cow dead in the road. I was wondering why they had a livestock truck out there. At first I assumed it was part of the accident.
A few minutes later Hope came in and said there was a wild animal in a cage. When I asked what kind of animal, she said you know the kind that says Toro Toro. I said do you mean a bull and she said yes. So back out we went again with my trusting camera in hand. I snapped a few pictures feeling like Dee as I saw ranchers in cowboy hats. Then I saw the bulls and snapped a few more pictures. That was until a state trooper came over and told us that we had to get off our fence and if I wanted to take pictures I had to go down the street. UMM HELLO! This is my yard. No I did not say that. Because, well I am a wimp, and since I had already used the phrase rent a cop in front of my kids before I thought I should be respectful and come in. A few minutes later I saw a dump truck come in. For the next several hours and by several I mean7 hours we saw them loading up dead bulls. They would fork lift them up and into the back of the dump truck. It was sad to watch. They ended up filling the dump truck so full that you could see hooves sticking out the top. It was a sad day for us and I am sure it was a sad day for the ranchers who were working with the cows. I know really think that the state trooper was trying to protect my children.
I wonder what makes you a rancher, does it just mean you work with cattle and wear a cowboy hat.
So how was your day? Did you learn anything fun today?