We’d had 1.5″ of rain Wednesday and Thursday. Then last night we got 4.5″. Matt woke me up at 5:30 this morning – he’d already been up a half hour. He woke me just to see the creek and say, “I told you so” about not putting the broilers in the bottom flat part of the pasture. Luckily we didn’t lose any cattle.
But we did lose a lot of fence, and the feeder calves got out about 8:00 this morning. It took awhile, but Matt, Doug, Todd A., and I finally got them in after a few trips around the yard and around the field (trampling Gary’s sprouting soybeans – yikes!). Then Al stopped and helped get the feeders separated from the bull. Scott stopped and offered to help with fence. And Gary said not to worry about the beans. We have the best neighbors!
So Matt strung electric across each end of the creek, and will have to start rebuilding fence this week if the water stays down.
Lost 1 broiler, he’d had leg problems and just got worse. I noticed tonight another one has started the same way. They start to walk like they are walking on nails, or are very stiff. Then they just gradually get to where they can’t walk. i think we have 73 left plus Fred.
The pullets range farther from the corn crib each day. It’s so cool to see them scratching and pecking about the yard. It adds to the “beauty” and “peacefulness” factors of the farm. Didn’t rain all day, but now (10:30 p.m.) it’s started again. At least our basement is dry.
