Poor Moo. She was happy at first to be back in her pasture and not have those crazy horses running too close to her..... but she has realized she can't get into the oat pasture anytime she wants and she's letting us know she aint happy. How does she do this, you ask? Well, it's simply. Every time a human walks outside she goes to the gate and moos. When a human walks into the pasture to feed her, she moos. And follows you, closely. And nudges you. And Moos some more. I almost feel sorry for her, but not too much. With the chickens getting picked off little by little (the dang girls have taken to roosting in TREES and we can't get them back into the coop!) we have lost the cleanup crew for around the house. Much as we love Moo, it's not enough to entice me to dodge cow patties if you know what I mean.

The goats are in time out as well. We've gotten used to them laying all over the patio and trying to get into the garage even though they've got several acres of their favorite treat out back, hedge trees, but Ed saw them venture into the pasture north of us planted in milo. Can't have that. So they're locked up as well. It's odd - the house is almost normal with all the animals locked up! We can't have that, something crazy will happen soon I'm sure.

We're getting ready for a big weekend. My new boss will be here tomorrow for some further training and we'll work together all afternoon. Then the McPherson County Rodeo is Friday night and the boys are so excited to go. Kenny insists on wearing red because he wants to see how angry he can make a bull. Saturday the lady who bought Midnight (we sold him a few weeks ago to a lady stationed at Fort Riley) will be here to spend the afternoon and maybe go with us to Bud's auction. Then Saturday evening she's having her new horse trailer delivered here. I started a list for Ed's garage board but I think it would overwhelm him if I added too much. We need to finish getting the chicken coop ready for chickens again, mow, finish the corral fence, mow, trim Smoke's hooves, mow, build the hay feeder at the back of the barn, mow, and he's doing a side job on a truck for a friend. And we'll probably mow some more! It's not easy mowing the back 8 acres with the riding lawn mower and I just keep thinking that one day we'll get a tractor and the time will be...... well pretty much cut in about a quarter. When the front 8 acre pasture needs mowed this fall I think I'll see if someone with a tractor would do it. Much as I love to mow, several full days of it will sour you right quick.

And good gravy, school is starting in just three weeks! How on earth am I going to make it when all three of those little guys get on the bus? I'm sure I'll just stand there crying. Vincent is so ready though and he's just so excited.