Last night was pretty interesting on a variety of levels. We were out weeding when the neighbor's son came by. They had run out of gas at the bottom of the hill and had a load of dairy calves they were transporting to Kathy's barn. The father was able to get the calves in the barn while Mike took the son down to the gas station for gas.
On the way to the gas station the son mentioned that they've seen coyotes around their house. One even followed him down the driveway recently. Hmmm, that doesn't bode so well for Mattie. We haven't seen a coyote for about 5 years, but I guess they are out there lurking.
I visited the calves in the barn. Two are about a week old, and the new load of five are just days old. They are so tiny and very sweet! Apparently they were "no sales" at auction, so they are very skinny (all bulls). I hope they make it.
Mike visited with the neighbor when he returned from the trip for gas. As we understand, the coyote are not the only threat to Mattie. Apparently Mattie starts his own problems... He decided to take a trip up to the neighbor's yard Tuesday and managed to get in the pen for the sled dogs (12 or 14 of them). They don't like cats. Someone in the house was able to get Mattie out in time.
The part of the story I've omitted involves Mattie sitting (yes, sitting) in the middle of the street. Heavens, this cat is too carefree. I'm wondering how many of his 9 lives remain. I hope there are still a bunch!
I'll try an get some photos of the calves. In the meantime, stay happy!
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