Wild Kingdom

May 27th, 2007

Living in the city is nice.  But a visit to the country is always a great event.  We went to my cousin Devin’s graduation party this weekend out at St Mary’s Hall just north of Calhan.  All the time I’ve spent out there I’ve never visited my cousin Scott’s place.  He was raised a dairy farmer, went to college to escape the country, then after graduation escaped the city to go back to the farm.  As we were leaving the graduation party it so happened it was afternoon milking time so we took the boys over to see where milk comes from.  Scott wasn’t around but his wife Robin gave us a tour.  First, they had itty bitty kittys, their eyes just barely open.  Then she showed us several calves, one was only a day old.  Of course there were a couple of border collies.  And then into the milking shed to see how its done.  Robin described each of the steps she performed before hooking up the milker.  One of the cows she said was real nice and let Caden milk it…he actually got milk out.  And good ol’ Steph gave it a go too and was successful!!  We said thanks and goodbye and headed off.  Cruising down one of the dirt roads I spotted a little turtle in the road…I slammed on the brakes, skidded to a stop and backed up.  I got out and went to get the turtle and that little sucker took off like a rocket (I thought they were supposed to be slow).  I ended up catching it and was able to let the boys see it and pet it.  Then I put it in the grass on the side of the road and made sure he took off away from the road.

I felt like Marlin Perkins (or Jim) on  Mutual of Omaha’s Wild Kingdom!!

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