The old tan colored cow with horns had a calf today! I think it is a heifer, but I wouldn't put any money on it at this point. I didn't edge in close enough to really tell.
In other news, I got the rest of the fence posts in for the fence across the creek. I'll string the wire tomorrow if things go as planned.
This morning, right after watching Perry Mason with Granddaddy, I turned my face to the water trough. (I should have gone out earlier, but Perry Mason came on while I was washing the dishes and I got roped into the mystery.) I dug around until I uncovered the pipe, nodded my head, and headed back towards the yard. I grabbed my PVC pipe cutters out of the pickup (yes, I know that is kind of a strange place to keep them!) then went to the barn. I grabbed the pipe with the float valve on it, stuck it in the vice and started trying to get the broken fitting off. I ended up banging on it with a wrench, which broke the plastic some. Then I just used some of that ol' ingenuity that makes this stuff so fun and pried it off with a screwdriver.
I hunted and hunted for a wire brush...I looked in the toolbox and around about. Having given up, I went back to the vice, looked down and groaned..."It was right here the whole time!" :D I needed to use it to knock off some of the rust out of the threads. Soon I had the whole contraption ready to fit back into it's proper place. I had to run to the garage and pick up my PVC pipe cleaner and glue.
By now, it was about 11:30 and Savannah came out to tell me that lunch was ready. She stayed around to help me put the thing back together. I had her go turn the water on for a minute to wash the sand out of the pipe (after I cut the old fitting off). Well, it filled my hole up with water, so I sent her in to get something to scoop the water out...I held my hand over the pipe opening to keep sand from getting back into the hole. By the time she got back the water had gone down enough that we didn't really need to scoop the water out...but I did scoop a little out anyway. Quickly, I slapped some cleaner and glue on the fitting, then we stuffed this thing together. After letting it sit for a little bit, we slipped the trough back under the float valve and I filled the hole back in.
The plumbers came and fixed Granddaddy's toilet today as well...it was kind of funny, I went out when the first one showed up and after a minute, as I was just standing there, he said, "Well?" and I just shrugged, not really knowing what he was getting at. He laughed and said, "Oh and I thought you came out to greet me!"
Then, later, I was in the house doing something at the stove when I heard the door rattle. The second plumber had showed up. As he opened the door he asked, "You don't have any man eating dogs, do you?"
But...to back up a little in time...I got the last fence post in and looked at my watch. 3:00 p.m. Good. That was exactly the time I intended on quitting. Why so early? Well, Savannah had taken Granddaddy to his eye appointment and we had a dinner guest coming this evening (it was a pleasant little meal), and I was supposed to take care of supper--and I needed to put the meat on at 3:30. (Get this--we didn't eat the meat! Our dinner guest brought over some venison...and I ate some stewed meat Savannah had been making broth out of--she'd already had "her share" or so she said.) I got home, washed my hair, put the meat on, ate a snack, and started cooking the green beans and carrots. I sang on the top of my lungs for a while, cleaned the bathrooms--to some extent or another, cleared off the dining room table and buffet (Savannah had sewing stuff out), and swept the garage all before the plumbers showed up.
After Savannah got home, I went out to feed my critters. Snip was so distracted by the buzzards cleaning up after birth that he didn't immediately start chowing down like he normally does. The roosters went nuts like usual when I entered their pen to fill up their feeder. They are so noisy and act like I'm going to eat them...well...I am, but not yet! :D The heifers were glad to see the food as usual. I filled their water trough up--also like usual. It just took longer since I couldn't run water this morning--I did haul out about 5 gallons this morning, but it didn't fill it up. I was barefoot and I stepped right into a chilly pie...which made me laugh! I did wash my feet before coming in though.
A busy day with several things completed...quite satisfying!
In other news, I got the rest of the fence posts in for the fence across the creek. I'll string the wire tomorrow if things go as planned.
This morning, right after watching Perry Mason with Granddaddy, I turned my face to the water trough. (I should have gone out earlier, but Perry Mason came on while I was washing the dishes and I got roped into the mystery.) I dug around until I uncovered the pipe, nodded my head, and headed back towards the yard. I grabbed my PVC pipe cutters out of the pickup (yes, I know that is kind of a strange place to keep them!) then went to the barn. I grabbed the pipe with the float valve on it, stuck it in the vice and started trying to get the broken fitting off. I ended up banging on it with a wrench, which broke the plastic some. Then I just used some of that ol' ingenuity that makes this stuff so fun and pried it off with a screwdriver.
I hunted and hunted for a wire brush...I looked in the toolbox and around about. Having given up, I went back to the vice, looked down and groaned..."It was right here the whole time!" :D I needed to use it to knock off some of the rust out of the threads. Soon I had the whole contraption ready to fit back into it's proper place. I had to run to the garage and pick up my PVC pipe cleaner and glue.
By now, it was about 11:30 and Savannah came out to tell me that lunch was ready. She stayed around to help me put the thing back together. I had her go turn the water on for a minute to wash the sand out of the pipe (after I cut the old fitting off). Well, it filled my hole up with water, so I sent her in to get something to scoop the water out...I held my hand over the pipe opening to keep sand from getting back into the hole. By the time she got back the water had gone down enough that we didn't really need to scoop the water out...but I did scoop a little out anyway. Quickly, I slapped some cleaner and glue on the fitting, then we stuffed this thing together. After letting it sit for a little bit, we slipped the trough back under the float valve and I filled the hole back in.
The plumbers came and fixed Granddaddy's toilet today as well...it was kind of funny, I went out when the first one showed up and after a minute, as I was just standing there, he said, "Well?" and I just shrugged, not really knowing what he was getting at. He laughed and said, "Oh and I thought you came out to greet me!"
Then, later, I was in the house doing something at the stove when I heard the door rattle. The second plumber had showed up. As he opened the door he asked, "You don't have any man eating dogs, do you?"
But...to back up a little in time...I got the last fence post in and looked at my watch. 3:00 p.m. Good. That was exactly the time I intended on quitting. Why so early? Well, Savannah had taken Granddaddy to his eye appointment and we had a dinner guest coming this evening (it was a pleasant little meal), and I was supposed to take care of supper--and I needed to put the meat on at 3:30. (Get this--we didn't eat the meat! Our dinner guest brought over some venison...and I ate some stewed meat Savannah had been making broth out of--she'd already had "her share" or so she said.) I got home, washed my hair, put the meat on, ate a snack, and started cooking the green beans and carrots. I sang on the top of my lungs for a while, cleaned the bathrooms--to some extent or another, cleared off the dining room table and buffet (Savannah had sewing stuff out), and swept the garage all before the plumbers showed up.
After Savannah got home, I went out to feed my critters. Snip was so distracted by the buzzards cleaning up after birth that he didn't immediately start chowing down like he normally does. The roosters went nuts like usual when I entered their pen to fill up their feeder. They are so noisy and act like I'm going to eat them...well...I am, but not yet! :D The heifers were glad to see the food as usual. I filled their water trough up--also like usual. It just took longer since I couldn't run water this morning--I did haul out about 5 gallons this morning, but it didn't fill it up. I was barefoot and I stepped right into a chilly pie...which made me laugh! I did wash my feet before coming in though.
A busy day with several things completed...quite satisfying!
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