ON Friday morning me & my uncle Wade
woke up at 6:00 am . We saddled up a
horse and Wade took the horse and went
to go gather up the cows & their calves too . When we got all them in one pen
we started to sort them. And when we
had a calfe it would ram in to the panels
and every time we had to sort the caves
would be doing it every time . One of the
times I got kicked in the leg right by
my BUTT ! on the right side . No it did
not heart at all. After three day's I
stabed my self in the right foot, and
that did heart , but I did not cry I just
yelled really loud . It still hearts today .
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
MOVING COWS ON FRIDAY
Posted by The Johnson Kids at 6:56 PM
Labels: YW7WTSYSYDY
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3 comments:
sounds like you had a good time, you sure you didn't cry one tear maybe two.
Love you. DAD
How fun! I remember sorting cows with my Dad when I was little. I hating branding them. It stunk! Yuck! We miss you guys!
yeaha i am pretty sure
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