It was hard.
Myguy and I have been praying about what to do?
We'd been feeding hay and grain to our cows since way back in May.
There is literally no grass, and it hasn't rained in so long. Everything is just burnt up.
Watching our cows try to find something to graze on was sad. They were even eating leaves off trees in the search for something- anything... green.
We realize that even if it does rain now... it will take weeks for the grass to grow enough to sustain livestock and we're just now coming into our usual hot, dry season. Hay is getting scarce and expensive and even if we could find more; ...we can't afford to feed hay and grain to our herd all summer long and then all winter as well.
.... so....last night; I crawled over the gate at my happy place and took this last photo of our herd at dusk.
I walked into their circle, and knelt down awhile... watching them swat flies and chew their cuds. I looked into each of the faces I've come to know so well; ... knowing within hours.. they'd soon be leaving...
--I still felt peace.
This morning, we got up extra early to try and catch them all. Hannah, Rebecca, Popcorn, Oreo, Gertrude, Matilda, Peninah, Marble, Drew the bull, and three heifer calves. Every one of them went in the corral for grain... but one calf. (It seems like there's always one who has to be stubborn.)
Thankfully; Trent came early to help and we finally got the little heifer hemmed up without getting her too riled. See that was still another worry... and problem... the heat.
And today- it's supposed to be 107 again.
Anyways... the man came who was buying them soon after they were all captured and we got everyone loaded safely while it was still fairly cool.
It all felt pretty good, until
the trailer was pulling out from our pasture.
I could feel my tears start welling then as I watched our cows look back at us through the pipe panels ..
I so did not want to cry, and make it any harder on Myguy.
Turning my head I swallowed hard... again and again; as that hot lump grew in my throat.
Myguy and I embraced as the truck and trailer full of our cows clanged and bounced down our dusty driveway.
It was a time to lose..and say goodbye.