Sunday, March 28, 2010

You’ll be Fine.

Dad: “We’re picking up those cow-calf pairs from up at Durham tomorrow, and I need you to drive and pull a trailer.”

Me: “Ok, which one?”

Dad: “The big gooseneck one.”

Me: “I’ve never pulled the gooseneck before…”

Dad: “You’ll be fine.”

Me: “Ok.”

Dad: “But the wind is supposed to blow about 50 [mph] tomorrow, so just be careful on curves and meeting people. Watch out for gusts. You’ll be fine.”

Me: “Uh, ok.”

Dad: “And you’ll be following me in the Chevy, but I don’t have any brake or trailer lights, so don’t follow too close and you’ll be fine.”

Me: “Um, right. Ok.”

Dad: “And I’m not real sure where this guy lives, so we may have to drive around a little bit before we find the place. Just follow me and you’ll be fine.”

Me: “But, uh..”

Dad: “I’m pretty sure you have enough gas to get to Durham, but keep an eye on the gauge and you’ll be fine.”

Me: “Uh, ok.”

Dad: “Now, it might rain or sleet, and if that happens, just take those curves a little slower and you’ll be fine.”

Me: “Um…”

Dad: “You’re not nervous, are you?”

Me: “Well, gee, Dad, I wasn’t until we had this conversation. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ll be in my room playing out horrific cow-calf-trailer accident scenarios in my head all night instead of sleeping.” Ok, maybe that last part was just in my mind.

He was right, it was fine. Five trailer loads full of new cattle all sorted, paired, wormed, and branded (thankfully in a mostly-covered barn), and hauled home in the wind, rain, and sleet, but it was fine. If this is not what your Saturdays are like, you obviously don't have enough cattle.

2 comments:

Dad said...

I knew a guy who knew a guy who knew where the heifers were and I had his phone number. Besides, sorting and branding heifers while the entire northern hemisphere passes through makes you tough. Her and her Mother always want too many details. We were all fine.
Dad

Mrs. HH said...

Details are important!

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