Rubberband, rubberband man. . .

Today was such a privilege to me.  Bill came knocking, I answered the door and he and Brian were out front asking if I wanted to help with the calves. . .YES!  I told them to give me a few minutes to change clothes. . .I ran through the house and was out front in bibs and bogs ready to go in what Brian described as not even a minute.  True, I ran!

We herded the cows and calves around the property and into the corral.  Then we separated the bull calves one at a time.  Brian and I hold the calf and Bill applying the rubberband to them.  It went smooth and easy!  Nice.

What a great blessing and privilege for me, a city kid.  Where else am I going to see, learn and do these things firsthand?  I am in the right place at the right time.

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