Our two Longhorns found an open gate and went to visit the neighbors large herd of welcoming cows. As much as we wanted them back, we were not sure how to separate them from their friends without a stampede. Weekday mornings do not allow enough time to do any cattle rustling, but luckily they happened to be hanging out by themselves along our fence line last Saturday morning. Tom opened the gate and led them back to their pasture while their 100 plus friends were wailing and telling them not to leave…..I think the boys are glad to be back. Welcoming treats of carrots and cattle cubes helped a lot! I just finished two new paintings to celebrate their safe return. I have them on my Etsy web site . Click on Leicalady.etsy.com to see all of the Longhorns
I don’t know what he told her, maybe he just breathed in her ear, but whatever, I walked outside and Miss Piggy was sure having fun with Cactus Jack…I oughta write a book!!!
NO way are these babies dumb. Blonde yes, but maybe it comes from a bottle, I admit to highlights myself……Yesterday they found a tiny little gap in the fence and had a hayday exploring the neighbor’s 800 acre ranch. THANKS for the workout involved in getting you back, turds! (We love you, just kidding…)
I just love their faces, Tom and I could have stayed all day looking at all of the Longhorns at the South Texas Longhorn Association Show.
We stopped by the cattle barn to see WOW taking a rest before his unhaltered class at the South Texas Longhorn Association Show held on the first Saturday of the San Antonio Stock Show. We missed seeing his performance in the unhaltered class for steers, but we are sure he was stellar as usual. It was great to meet the beautiful Dr. Joyce Kimble and to see her beautiful daughter Dr. Joyce Kimble O’Brien and her handsome husband Sean O”Brien.
Good news, bad news……the good news is that I saw my Longhorn buddies Bingo and Tator Tot at the P-Nut festival in Floresville. These little angels shared my snow cone and gave me an awesome ride down to the courthouse to see the giant peanut. The bad news is that Bingo is for sale and I want that guy !!!!! The first thing I will do is take the ring out of his nose and ride him home….I think that ring might be the reason that he is so laid back, not sure but I will find out soon.
This was our first encounter at the Houston Street Fair in San Antonio. It was love at first sight for me and I really think that Bingo remembered me when I saw him in Floresville at the Peanut Festival.
This is a Longhorn calf that belongs to my neighbor. I love them, I want one…..please Tom?
They are always watchful of their babies and very protective. The coyotes and other predators hardly have a chance with the way that these Mamas aggressively guard their babies. We love to see the Egrets around the cattle and they are as beneficial as they are beautiful to watch. They follow the cows and eat the insects that are disturbed by the footsteps of the livestock.They especially love grasshoppers. The head honchos of the pecking order have the prime spot closet to the cows. They will even pick ticks off of them which is a big help in eliminating tick borne diseases in cattle.
I found a way to raise funds for our proposed ski slope endeavor. Apparently, Texas is not known for their ski rental facilities, yet, but we are known for our Longhorns. I am embarrassed to say that I paid five bucks, the price of a margarita to ride Bingo, a Longhorn who luckily was stout enough to carry 220 pounds. (the sign said so). We got off cheap though, if we had not been sporting our own disposable cameras, it would have cost us $15.00 for 8 seconds of glory. Five bucks gave us a choice of posing astride Bingo or his friend Tator Tot with endless opportunities to shoot images destined to be cherished family heirlooms.
Back to the fundraising …”Bobby Twister” actually “bought the farm” so to speak, his ability to jump over a car was a big deal. He paid for his owner’s future just by being semi-cute. Bingo is way cuter. Tom knows that when I fall in love it is a forever thing…..Bingo could just be the lift ticket to our future ……