A Little Laughter

Now for a little comedy relief!
Monday, Mr Buddy Burger had an appointment with the butcher.
My friend, Kelly showed up about 8am with her horse trailer and we’ve put many a animal on that thing so far. We had a slight issue with ice though. And due to the ice covered snow, Kelly and I thought it best that she park at the street and not pull into the yard down to the pasture…….as I like to say, hind sight is 50/50! The Hired Hand always corrects me….it’s 20/20! But that’s the kind of things I always say!!!
And he ALWAYS laughs at me!!!
We had to “walk” Buddy about 100 yards. Which shouldn’t of been a problem, but Buddy had developed an attitude with lots of tude!
First I held a bucket of grain in front of him and instead of him taking a little bit, he did a face plant into the bucket and went down on his knees. I mean a literal face plant!!!
“Pulling” him with a lead rope was a very unfruitful event! He was probably close to 1,000 lbs and if he didn’t want to move….well, he didn’t move.
Since The Hired Hand was at his dad’s there was no choice but for two women, one in her mid 30′s and hardly 5 feet off the ground, the other in her mid 50′s and 5’3″ off the ground trying to avoid becoming the next statistics! And B E L I E V E me…it was close!
Buddy would come in these rambunctious starts and stops….on again, off again. Then he’d throw that BIG head of his and if you happened to be in the way…well….OUCH!
So, here we are sliding on the ice as we’re trying to “pull” this steer. Or shall I say, he was pulling us! At one point Kelly dropped to the ground and Buddy drug her across the ice. She said it was that or he was getting away. We’d stop and regroup and start again. The bucket of grain at this point wasn’t helping. He either wanted to face plant that bucket or not have any at all! And while I tried holding the bucket he pulled it backwards and took my arm with it. The elbow only likes to bend one way! At the breaking point I let go and fell to the ground in pain. After a few seconds the pain subsided and we were at it again.
We got to the top of the hill and tied him to a pine tree. One woman drove by in the dark foggy, icy morning dawn and nearly sent her neck out of joint!!!
I mean to tell you if you could see how these people look when they spot a cow! You’d think maybe they’d never seen one before…or at least not in the rural suburbs of Washington DC!
Kelly backed the trailer over the curb and up in the yard. Boy that book her husband gave her for Christmas really helped! How to Back Up a Trailer!!!!
But Buddy didn’t warm up to the idea. He continued to fight us tooth and nail. There was SO much ruckus going on that the dog was in the house barking and woke The Farmer’s Daughter. She was standing in the front yard yelling, “are you ok?” At this point Buddy decides to face plant my face! Then he crushed me up against the trailer….but I was NOT letting go! I grabbed the rope and tied it to whatever I could find. Then I could check myself for damage. The only damage so far was to my glasses. Smashed to my face but mendable. The Farmer’s Daughter was ready to call 911 and just let them shoot him.
It was sorta funny. Kelly and I took turns getting our courage up and taking charge of that steer.
Kelly would confidently say, “it’s ok…let me have him.” And because I was pooped and out of steam I’d willingly let her have him. She got him around to the other side of the trailer and we threw open the door breaking the tail light. At this point Buddy decides he needs a nap and goes flat out!!!! I mean straight out on the ground. He was so tired of fighting us and so scared.
Because we were so close we were able to tie the ropes inside the trailer and keep them tight. Now our problem was getting Buddy up! He didn’t want to get up so he just laid there. Kelly was saying things like, “great now he’ll die from bloat!” We prodded him enough that he finally got on his knees and stood….but this time he was in front of the trailer open door.
Kelly pulled, while I pushed. As I pushed Buddy pooped! He pooped I pushed, Kelly pulled. 2 front legs in….2 rear legs not going in! Kelly rung his tail. 2 rear legs in! After 30 minutes Buddy was in the trailer!!!! Wahoo for Kelly and me!!!
Oh my gosh!!!!
I needed some air and took a few puffs on my nebulizer. My coat was pooped on. Kelly’s coat was pooped on. Buddy gave us a run for our money.
The whole time I could hear Dad just laughing and laughing at us!!! He would of loved this story…but I think he was actually watching from his front row seat!!! And was rooting like at a ball game!!!
I got in the truck and said, “gyms are highly over rated!!!!” Kelly said, “It’s a good thing he’s aging for 3 wks cause he’s gonna need it….he’d be as tough as nails right now!”
Kelly said she was hoping he run out and get hit by a car. Then we’d just have to hoist him in a tree, gut him and let him age in the shed!!!
And the whole time I’m thinking to myself….”self this is why we have United Farm Family Insurance!!!!!!!!!!”
Kelly’s 3 boys were in the truck and only 1 was watching! I was hoping that someone was taping it so we could of won America’s Funniest Home Videos!
The next day every muscle in my body hurt, I have a few bruises but nothing is broken. It was like I’d been hit by a bus! More like a steer!
Come July Buddy Burgers are going to be very juicy and delicious! I’ve learned to pull up my big girl boots this week during our time of loss. That and have a few laughs!!!
Sorry no pics of the event! My camera would of been a casualty!








