Lispys heifer chasing....

Well girls, I have the peaches done but have the post only half written. Its going to be a long one, so hang on to your hat. I have had a couple of requests for a Lispy story, SO Karen dear this is for you!!
Yesterday the older boys - Dale and Palmer - were cleaning what we call the 'sidebarn'. Its our hiefer barn that is built like a lean-to against our barn. When this is cleaned the heifers go out into the barnyard that is a COMPLETE mud hole from all the rain... its bad. These heifers are kept inside most of the time because they are to small to be bred by our bull and he is to hard to keep in a pen when cows/heifers come into 'heat'.... that means they are ready to be bred. Anyway, when the heifers get to be out in the sun and fresh air they get a little bit frisky - not my kind of frisky so stop thinking like that - frisky like happy! Anyway, the heifers were in the barn yard and were running through the mud like my boys do every chance they get. Once in a while they go through the fence because they have no idea its even there. Being inside, they have never seen a fence - but they will....soon! I know it probably seems cruel to not have them outside everyday, but it is impossible to have a pasture for them seperate from the bigger cows. They get out about 2-3 times per month to run - but they are clean and well fed. When they are about 350lbs they are put into a pasture outside with a run in shelter. SO they dont live long confined and thats good. One of them did go through the fence yesterday, really 5 of them did but this one was being - well, in Lispys words.... an asth-hole - baserd pig.... thicken titter which translates to chicken kicker.... dont know where that one came from. At first I thought he said chicken kisser, but he said this...
"Mamma top (stop) bein stho (so) tupid would ya" I taid a thicken titter... not titter..... ya know a titter, he then proceds to kick at the calf in explanation. He was trying to help herd this calf, although Milk Man stood gaurd behind him so he would not get hurt. Them cattle get minds of thier own at times and can be pretty unruley. Sorry about the lack of clothing, but thats how we roll out here in the boonies - naked - or I would'nt have so dang gum many childrens.....



Notice Sam Dog keeping an eye on Lispy - he doesnt want him to get to close to the calf or the other way around either. He is SO valuable to us around here. When we do have to pen up the bull, the danger falls to him. He chases the bull, by biting his tail. He crap ski's - literally - he holds the bulls tail in his mouth while the bull is running to his pen through the crap. The bull HATES that dog and we love him...


Lately I have had tons of requests to kiss Milk Dud in various area's of his little peachy body, like his bum - I do that - his throat - I do that - the back of his neck - I do that, but the newest one is behind his ears - I am gonna try that thanks to Whiterock.....

Here are a couple of pictures of Milk Dud in his favorite postion - hungry! He looks like a baby bird with his mouth open!!

And for those of you who are fellow foot fetish freaks - heres your fix....