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Got the CD’s in. I couldn’t get my scanner to work so resorted to a photo which really doesn’t even come close to doing justice to Brenda Jones Murphy’s art work which she so graciously allowed me to use. Also one of her photo’s on the back cover.

10 original songs. This is NOT country and western….this is rancher/cowboy and damn sure western!

Anyone who wants one, they are $15 and a couple more bucks for shipping. Anything over $2 for shipping, I will stand the cost, in the continental US.

So… get me a check or I can do Paypal also. Let me know….

R Dennis
17410 Indian Creek Road
Red Owl SD 57787

Picked my friend from California, Mike, at the airport on Friday, about noon and don’t seem like we have slowed down much since.

It was windy cold and drizzly on Saturday morning so we headed for Medora for the poetry gathering. Stopped on the way up to visit mutual internet friends. I am getting a cold so we headed out about 6 that evening after watching the afternoon shows.

Went to church yesterday morning and rode some in the afternoon. then today we got up early to go help a neighbor over on the gumbo brand. They just ran some in a small pen and chicken caught them. Sure glad I was the cutter cuz’ them was some BIG calves. Just got home a bit ago and took a shower and Mike is showering now. Supposed to have a few over for a jam session later on. Windy and cool today. Probably got a quarter to half an inch or rain out of the wet weekend.

Got up at 4:30 this morning, did the chores around here and headed to Chances. Pickup wanted to gel up (seeing as it was below zero and I hadn’t mixed the same stuff in the fuel I usually do) so I turned around and came back home, got the cold car and headed out again. It was snowing softly and real hard to see at times. Too almost 2 hours to get there. Chance had brought Pilgrim for me to ride so he and I got ahorseback and Johhny and Jim tolled the cows close to the corral with the feeder pickup and then we got them penned and went to sorting. Good crew and we got it done pretty quick for the amount of cattle we had and the pens we had to work in. Who ever designed their sorting alley set the gates up backwards, so you can only sort a small jag at a time and then can only split them. Pretty hard to tell the steers from the heifers with all the hair they’ve got and then too lots of the steers had bus holding their sheaths up to their bellies. Almost had to resort to the “feel” method!

We got them done, had a wild cow jump over a tank and fence and ruin the tank and broke a plank on top, to which Johhny commented, “I’ve got more boards…” 😉 Chance had the gate open so she could go out but she was too stupid. Ought to shoot bitches like that.

We loaded the calves and I headed for the Hills. Literally. Had to finish up some stuff from the event we did at Beslers and then headed home. I stopped and bot a few bags of wood pellets as we were out. (Why I wanted to take the pickup this morning) I felt like a redneck loading bags of pellets in the back seat of the car, but oh well….

Dang, we have been spoiled! My fingers are all broken out for this little cold snap. And I am TIRED! A little sleep and the warmer weather coming this way will fix all that, tho’!

Setting here typing this on Hopes laptop. I am helping Chance with some cattle work. Made a pretty big circle today for an old fat man on a fat horse! More later…..

Went over to Punkin Center and had Norman fix my hub that wouldn’t roll on the trailer that ruined the tire. Brakes in it froze up, so there is no brake assembly in it at the moment, but the hub rolls and that new tire he stuck on there works real well! 😉

Then went over to a friend’s, Casey, and got some old U posts from him to use on a panel I am going to build. He drives a real hard bargain. Wouldn’t let me pay anything for hem, but did let me buy him an early lunch at the Bull Creek Cafe.

This afternoon I finished putting wire on the hay corral and drove the tee posts for it. I have been looking for some of them twisty wires that you use for spacers, but can’t seem to find any. Oh well, can’t find my post puller, old set of fence stretchers or smaller post driver either. Been looking for them quite a while so I either left them somewhere, or someone borrowed them. I bought some new stretchers awhile back and I have another post driver and so far have avoided pulling any tee posts, so have gotten by, but it erks me when I can’t find things.

I found my camera. Here’s a few pictures from yesterday. Remember to click on them to embigenate.

Here is a short post by an intelligent young lady who was raised in the Ag lifestyle, married a buckaroo after college and has a daughter and still enjoys this lifestyle. I thought it was pretty spot on for most of us in the business of animal husbandry. Thanks Missy.

A couple of weeks ago, I drug myself out of bed at 5 AM on a Saturday morning to frozen water pipes. We had forgotten to leave the faucet dripping and the temperature had dipped down to ten below zero. If that wasn’t bad enough, coffee hadn’t been made the night before.
I didn’t stay home and thaw out the pipes. I dressed in multiple layers and headed out to chop ice for the horses. I could get coffee in town if I hurried. Then, it was off to feed cows and make sure the rest of the livestock had water.
Many people are thinking WHY didn’t I take care of the house first, while others understand the WHY. It is the WHY of agriculture that sometimes is left out. WHY do we leave comfortable beds for frosty mornings without coffee. WHY we ruin pickups by turning them into calf and lamb warming rooms. Or WHY people in agriculture choose to produce food, fiber and pharmaceuticals knowing: the pay isn’t going to be good, the hours are going to be long, and the end result is death.
I asked several people WHY they make these choices. The overwhelming response is: what else would I do and it is in my blood. These responses are ambiguous at best.
To put things in perspective, while agriculture is deeply ingrained in my blood, it is not something that is genetic. I have one sister who gets the same look on her face in a corral of cattle, which I do when I go into her daycare. Not exactly fear but definitely some discomfort. I think it is the same look my husband gets at Wal-Mart.
There is something to be said about being involved in agriculture. It is not a job to many people but rather a way of life. The ability to have tangible goals where the end result can be seen and held is comforting. The raising of a small calf bucking across the field to a wholesome protein source while maintaining good stewardship of the land is a reality not just a dream.
Many people are involved in agriculture because of the family values associated with raising and producing food.  The respect for life, nature, and work ethic along with the various jobs associated with farming and ranching make it an ideal environment for many to raise kids.
So, WHY did I leave my warm bed to no coffee?  I could get coffee eventually but the horses couldn’t go to town to get water. I love breathing cold (and I mean COLD air) that hasn’t been run through an air conditioner. I also enjoy knowing my daughter will know how to change her own oil, run a tractor, and tell the difference between a bull and a steer.
These are the things that make the worst day ranching without coffee better than good days at other jobs

Biting cold wind out of the northwest this morning. Headed in to town for a funeral of an old rancher. I’ve known his son for quite a number of years and Cindy works with him.

Just had an encounter with a hunter who was friendly, but didn’t understand why I wasn’t to interested in letting him hunt, seeing as he is already hunting on 3 other ranches around here. Can we say greedy, boys and girls? Besides, Tate is coming out and he didn’t get to hunt last weekend.




Here’s a few pics from yesterday when we went to gather. Couldn’t get the new camera to work after I got it out. Too cold and the grease froze up? I should have taken it back today, but didn’t want to drive on to Rapid. It’s cold out and gonna get colder.

I’m tired!

I ran the trackhoe for about 10 hours today and dug around a mile of cable up. The boss is whining as he thinks I should work tomorrow. I never have liked working on Sundays, unless it’s real necessary. ‘Course, I’ve never liked to work at all, but always seems like someone thinks I should. Wife, banker, father, mother, kids, etc…… LOL

Chance got a loan to buy a few cows, so I’ll need to go find some for him , that will work here and still be something he can afford. Dang kids, always making me work!

Hope you all had a good day today and that the wind didn’t blow as hard as it did here, today.

Brrrr! I came home last night from Gillette, as it was cold and windy there yesterday and supposed to be the same today. It’s pretty hard to do much dirt work, when it gets that cold. Oh, I guess you can do it, but the guys who do the cement work, don’t want to pour walls on frozen ground, so there is no sense in digging the basement and then having to cover it back up, until it warms up enough for them to pour cement.

Dusty had dug three basements, side by side and we had to go in and cover up some of the places about 6 to 8 inches deep, with dirt or straw, to keep the ground from freezing. Did you know that straw bales cost 6 a bale?!

Now we will have to go back and re-dig and repack the ground. Wonderful! It’s always fun to do over something you’ve already done.

I did go down and help dig some ditch on Sunday afternoon, over east of here. I think Chance is going to go help them for the next couple days, until he has to leave for his new job down in the hills.

Stay warm!

OK, maybe it’s time to re-think the big Tonka toys.

I have just spent the past two days, setting in a backhoe and digging up cable, from the old missile base sites. I started at 7 yesterday morning and didn’t quit until 7:30 last night. Then today I started at 8 (slept in until 6:30 as I waited up for Cindy last night and so didn’t get to go to sleep until about midnight) and I quit this evening at 6. I was going to go until 10 tonight, but I was almost out of fuel in the backhoe and the guy who brings it wasn’t around. Oh well, 22 1/2 hours in 2 days ain’t bad.

But I think maybe I need to go back and help Dusty, cuz’ when I run his equipment, I get to get out and do other things, once in awhile.

Less setting, less boring.

I guess you just can’t please some people! 🙂

Chance and Hope borrowed my pickup and trailer and moved their stuff to Hill City, to an apartment they will be renting from Hopes Dad. Chance starts work as a framer on Monday of next week. So we have two more, farther away. Life goes on.

Hope you had a good day.