Today all the cattle except Blind Boy were loaded up and shipped out. I dislike it every time it happens. When they were babies, I fed them twice a day and got them thru bouts of scours. It leaves a quiet, desolate feeling about the farm and I've had to cry a few times. And poor Henry the horse is traumatized each time when his companions go rumbling out of the yard. He starts running around whinning mournfully. Now he has no one to boss and lead because Blind Boy is a loner who is whacky. Come spring perhaps we can get another batch.....
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That is sad.....
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