Ridgetop
Herd Master
That is a great idea. DS1 is putting that foam pipe insulation on the squeeze bars because the large rams bloody their noses on them. I will remind him to do it while we are gone to Texas because I need to trim feet on everyone when I get back! Otherwise . . . Normal Ridgetop way usually goes like this:
Time to trim feet. Take an hour to put up Anatolians and get all sheep sorted into small pens and chute. Maybe 2 hours if they escape onto large field or grandchildren "help".
As we run first ewe into squeeze I notice that foam insulation has not been applied.
Me: "Where is insulation?!"
DS1: "*&%#*! Forgot to get it at Lowes"
Me: "*&%#*! Do you want to go now?"
DH, unable to hear what we are saying over screaming sheep: "Are we doing these sheep or not?! I have other things to do today!"
15 minutes while we explain things to Dad.
Me: "So do you want to go to Lowes now?"
DS1: "No you need me here."
Me, tentatively: "We can send Dad?"
DS1: "He won't know what to get. I have to go."
DH: "Yes I will! I can go. What do you want? Just tell me."
DS1 and I exchange glances in the sheep pen. Sheep continue to scream in chute. Then DS1 spends 15 minutes telling DH exactly what he needs and where to find it in the store.
DH: "OK, just write all that down while I find my wallet because I couldn't hear anything you said over these *&%#*! sheep."
DS1 and I exchange glances in the sheep pen again.
Me: "OK, Daddy can help me while you go to Lowes."
DS1: "He can't hear your directions."
DH, miraculously hearing this: "Yes, I can!"
Me: "I will shout loudly."
After an hour DS1 goes to Lowes where if he is lucky the foam insulation will be in stock. If he is not lucky he will go to another Lowes.
It's the Ridgetop Way.
DH is going to Costco to get a few things before we leave for Texas, mainly instant oatmeal for us to make in the motel on the way. Usually we stay at Best Western which serves a hot breakfast but with the Covid stuff we may just get a paper bag with a stale muffin. (Happened last spring when picking up sheep in northern California.) On the way back DH will swing by Lowes and see if he can find the insulation. He keeps asking DDIL2 if she wants all kids of fruits and vegetables. She will be going back to San Diego next week after her doctor appt. DS2 is goig back n Sunday. No one will be here to eat all the vegetables and fruits. I keep telling DH that, but he is determined to leave provisions for his children. Such a good Daddy. Sigh . . . .
Time to trim feet. Take an hour to put up Anatolians and get all sheep sorted into small pens and chute. Maybe 2 hours if they escape onto large field or grandchildren "help".
As we run first ewe into squeeze I notice that foam insulation has not been applied.
Me: "Where is insulation?!"
DS1: "*&%#*! Forgot to get it at Lowes"
Me: "*&%#*! Do you want to go now?"
DH, unable to hear what we are saying over screaming sheep: "Are we doing these sheep or not?! I have other things to do today!"
15 minutes while we explain things to Dad.
Me: "So do you want to go to Lowes now?"
DS1: "No you need me here."
Me, tentatively: "We can send Dad?"
DS1: "He won't know what to get. I have to go."
DH: "Yes I will! I can go. What do you want? Just tell me."
DS1 and I exchange glances in the sheep pen. Sheep continue to scream in chute. Then DS1 spends 15 minutes telling DH exactly what he needs and where to find it in the store.
DH: "OK, just write all that down while I find my wallet because I couldn't hear anything you said over these *&%#*! sheep."
DS1 and I exchange glances in the sheep pen again.
Me: "OK, Daddy can help me while you go to Lowes."
DS1: "He can't hear your directions."
DH, miraculously hearing this: "Yes, I can!"
Me: "I will shout loudly."
After an hour DS1 goes to Lowes where if he is lucky the foam insulation will be in stock. If he is not lucky he will go to another Lowes.
It's the Ridgetop Way.
DH is going to Costco to get a few things before we leave for Texas, mainly instant oatmeal for us to make in the motel on the way. Usually we stay at Best Western which serves a hot breakfast but with the Covid stuff we may just get a paper bag with a stale muffin. (Happened last spring when picking up sheep in northern California.) On the way back DH will swing by Lowes and see if he can find the insulation. He keeps asking DDIL2 if she wants all kids of fruits and vegetables. She will be going back to San Diego next week after her doctor appt. DS2 is goig back n Sunday. No one will be here to eat all the vegetables and fruits. I keep telling DH that, but he is determined to leave provisions for his children. Such a good Daddy. Sigh . . . .