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  • She’s gone!

    It’s a cool clear morning on the Knolltop and at 5:30 am, Holly was being milked and then was loaded onto the trailer and was headed to Hardy’s to be loaded onto another trailer to head south. By now, she should be somewhere in Indiana and her crew awaits her in Kentucky. I told you before I wouldn’t believe she was going to Louisville until I saw her on a trailer headed south and now she is!

    For those of you who have never shown a cow, this all sounds like “udder” foolishness, (couldn’t resist) I know. But Holly is very special to us here on the Knolltop and wherever she ends up this weekend, on the top(highly doubtful) or on the bottom(I hope not) she will still be the same special cow when she returns home safely.

    Bobby, Luke and Brad will head out early Saturday morning and will stay there until after the she shows on Monday. The show starts at 11:30 am and I was told by Lori of Knolltop Morgans that you can watch the show on the North American International Livestock Exposition website.

    Of course now you know on Monday the only thing that will get done are chores as I will be glued to my computer screen watching every silly minute of a cow show that has no significant impact on world peace or lower gas prices! But my baby will be there showing at his first big show and that’s all that matters in my world.

    In the meantime, until I can get Bobby in a vehicle headed south, I have to put up with a sleepless man who spends all his time worrying about his favorite cow, making sure all the cows will be milked and fed properly while he’s gone and that Knolltop Farm doesn’t fall apart while he enjoys his time in KY. He is a special man…but really…we’ll be just fine….really….

  • She’s gone!

    It’s a cool clear morning on the Knolltop and at 5:30 am, Holly was being milked and then was loaded onto the trailer and was headed to Hardy’s to be loaded onto another trailer to head south. By now, she should be somewhere in Indiana and her crew awaits her in Kentucky. I told you before I wouldn’t believe she was going to Louisville until I saw her on a trailer headed south and now she is!

    For those of you who have never shown a cow, this all sounds like “udder” foolishness, (couldn’t resist) I know. But Holly is very special to us here on the Knolltop and wherever she ends up this weekend, on the top(highly doubtful) or on the bottom(I hope not) she will still be the same special cow when she returns home safely.

    Bobby, Luke and Brad will head out early Saturday morning and will stay there until after the she shows on Monday. The show starts at 11:30 am and I was told by Lori of Knolltop Morgans that you can watch the show on the North American International Livestock Exposition website.

    Of course now you know on Monday the only thing that will get done are chores as I will be glued to my computer screen watching every silly minute of a cow show that has no significant impact on world peace or lower gas prices! But my baby will be there showing at his first big show and that’s all that matters in my world.

    In the meantime, until I can get Bobby in a vehicle headed south, I have to put up with a sleepless man who spends all his time worrying about his favorite cow, making sure all the cows will be milked and fed properly while he’s gone and that Knolltop Farm doesn’t fall apart while he enjoys his time in KY. He is a special man…but really…we’ll be just fine….really….

  • Nothing is impossible…

    Good Morning from the Knolltop! It’s 40 out this morning and supposed to be windy and about 60 this afternoon. It will be a good day to get some work done outside to get ready for winter. I think these warm days are escaping us and pretty soon we will see the snow fly.
    Yesterday we got word that Holly is clear to go to Louisville. Here in Michigan we have to test everything for TB before we leave the state. I don’t even think a fly is allowed to leave without health papers! Well, it’s not that extreme…it really only applies to cattle. We had to have a clear TB test and all the health papers in order for Holly to go and we finally got all that accomplished yesterday after a bit of a scare.
    The first test we had done on her, she reacted to it. So that meant she had to have blood drawn by a USDA Vet. Thinking that would take weeks we gave up hope that she would be going south. Our deadline for the vet coming to draw blood was last Wednesday. On Tuesday night when Luke was getting the show halter to go work with Holly, we broke the news to him and told him she wasn’t going unless the vet came the next day and that was next to impossible. He hung his head then hung up the show halter…seemingly until next spring.

    I watched him as his faced turned red and his eyes started to get watery. I couldn’t stand seeing him to sad, but reality is hard to take sometimes and life is not fair.

    That night as we were munching on popcorn reading the paper, the phone rang. I answered it and it was a USDA vet. She wanted to schedule a time to test Holly! Anxiously I said, how about tomorrow? She said sure! I hung up the phone and ran into tell Luke and he calmly smiled a big smile.

    The next day she came and tested the cow and said she was awared that the cow was entered in the North American and she would put a rush on the test. Waiting on pins and needles to see if the cow was actually negative Dr. Cauley called yesterday with the good news.

    The trip was back in motion and now she will head out tomorrow morning on Gregg Hardy’s trailer. There is a white dry erase board in our barn and at the top of it there is a statement to remind everyone of us when we walk into the barn. It says, “Nothing is impossible with God” and truer words were never spoken.

  • Nothing is impossible…

    Good Morning from the Knolltop! It’s 40 out this morning and supposed to be windy and about 60 this afternoon. It will be a good day to get some work done outside to get ready for winter. I think these warm days are escaping us and pretty soon we will see the snow fly.
    Yesterday we got word that Holly is clear to go to Louisville. Here in Michigan we have to test everything for TB before we leave the state. I don’t even think a fly is allowed to leave without health papers! Well, it’s not that extreme…it really only applies to cattle. We had to have a clear TB test and all the health papers in order for Holly to go and we finally got all that accomplished yesterday after a bit of a scare.
    The first test we had done on her, she reacted to it. So that meant she had to have blood drawn by a USDA Vet. Thinking that would take weeks we gave up hope that she would be going south. Our deadline for the vet coming to draw blood was last Wednesday. On Tuesday night when Luke was getting the show halter to go work with Holly, we broke the news to him and told him she wasn’t going unless the vet came the next day and that was next to impossible. He hung his head then hung up the show halter…seemingly until next spring.

    I watched him as his faced turned red and his eyes started to get watery. I couldn’t stand seeing him to sad, but reality is hard to take sometimes and life is not fair.

    That night as we were munching on popcorn reading the paper, the phone rang. I answered it and it was a USDA vet. She wanted to schedule a time to test Holly! Anxiously I said, how about tomorrow? She said sure! I hung up the phone and ran into tell Luke and he calmly smiled a big smile.

    The next day she came and tested the cow and said she was awared that the cow was entered in the North American and she would put a rush on the test. Waiting on pins and needles to see if the cow was actually negative Dr. Cauley called yesterday with the good news.

    The trip was back in motion and now she will head out tomorrow morning on Gregg Hardy’s trailer. There is a white dry erase board in our barn and at the top of it there is a statement to remind everyone of us when we walk into the barn. It says, “Nothing is impossible with God” and truer words were never spoken.

  • What a day

    It’s cool here on the Knolltop this morning. I think the thermometer read 40 this morning when we went to the barn.

    Boy, yesterday was fun and exhausting. I picked up my cohort from Knolltop Morgans up the road and we headed south….way south….deep in the south….almost to Kentucky. I know, that’s not the deep south, but from the way the waitresses talked in Bob Evans, we might as well have been in Mississippi.

    I took my atlas to help us find the quickest route to Mohrfields in Pleasant Plain, Ohio. The map of Ohio was on two pages, the first page was northern Ohio, the second was southern Ohio. Because Pleasant Plain is just northeast of Cincinnati, it was on the second page of Ohio. So naturally when we got through the first page of Ohio I expected my navigator, Lori, to turn the page and we’d be in Cinci….wrong. We had another 10 inches to go!

    We finally got there and with my phone ringing I pulled in and parked and answered the call from the boss. His only question was…has she sold yet? I had no idea since I hadn’t even darkened the doors of the sale barn. So I went in and the sale was in full swing with ringmen taking in bids on a fancy cow parading through a mum decorated ring. I walked over to the clerks table and peered over the clerk. With that, I called the boss told him she had sold for…..$5300…yes, that September calf you thought was so nice with a deep pedigree….everyone else thought she was that nice too. I breathed a sigh of relief knowing none of the money from my Knolltop would be heading south today!

    With that, we sat back and waited for a heifer bargain for Lori’s daughter….it never came. There were no bargains to be had with farmers from Iowa and Bubba from Georgia bidding up everything that walked in on four legs.

    When all of our “business” was done, we went over to visit with Delbert Yoder for a few minutes, walked through their beautiful tie-stall barn, snapped a few pictures of the crowd to have here on my blog and bought a chocolate milk from the Goshen Athletic Boosters.

    We headed home on this beautiful fall day and enjoyed unending conversation about everything from cows to kids to college days. It was a great day full of laughter, crazy drivers, homemade horns and rich, vast, flat Ohio farm country.

  • What a day

    It’s cool here on the Knolltop this morning. I think the thermometer read 40 this morning when we went to the barn.

    Boy, yesterday was fun and exhausting. I picked up my cohort from Knolltop Morgans up the road and we headed south….way south….deep in the south….almost to Kentucky. I know, that’s not the deep south, but from the way the waitresses talked in Bob Evans, we might as well have been in Mississippi.

    I took my atlas to help us find the quickest route to Mohrfields in Pleasant Plain, Ohio. The map of Ohio was on two pages, the first page was northern Ohio, the second was southern Ohio. Because Pleasant Plain is just northeast of Cincinnati, it was on the second page of Ohio. So naturally when we got through the first page of Ohio I expected my navigator, Lori, to turn the page and we’d be in Cinci….wrong. We had another 10 inches to go!

    We finally got there and with my phone ringing I pulled in and parked and answered the call from the boss. His only question was…has she sold yet? I had no idea since I hadn’t even darkened the doors of the sale barn. So I went in and the sale was in full swing with ringmen taking in bids on a fancy cow parading through a mum decorated ring. I walked over to the clerks table and peered over the clerk. With that, I called the boss told him she had sold for…..$5300…yes, that September calf you thought was so nice with a deep pedigree….everyone else thought she was that nice too. I breathed a sigh of relief knowing none of the money from my Knolltop would be heading south today!

    With that, we sat back and waited for a heifer bargain for Lori’s daughter….it never came. There were no bargains to be had with farmers from Iowa and Bubba from Georgia bidding up everything that walked in on four legs.

    When all of our “business” was done, we went over to visit with Delbert Yoder for a few minutes, walked through their beautiful tie-stall barn, snapped a few pictures of the crowd to have here on my blog and bought a chocolate milk from the Goshen Athletic Boosters.

    We headed home on this beautiful fall day and enjoyed unending conversation about everything from cows to kids to college days. It was a great day full of laughter, crazy drivers, homemade horns and rich, vast, flat Ohio farm country.

  • On my way out

    Good frosty morning again!

    Ever have one of those days where you’re late and you are frustrated cause you’re late? That’s this morning…I’m waiting for the shower while I stew about being late. I’m headed south to Ohio for the Mohrfield Sale today. I’m taking my neighbor so it should be a good trip…if I ever get out of here….shower’s empty! Have a good one!

  • On my way out

    Good frosty morning again!

    Ever have one of those days where you’re late and you are frustrated cause you’re late? That’s this morning…I’m waiting for the shower while I stew about being late. I’m headed south to Ohio for the Mohrfield Sale today. I’m taking my neighbor so it should be a good trip…if I ever get out of here….shower’s empty! Have a good one!

  • Frosty!

    We finally have frost out this morning. I don’t think I’ve ever been able to go out and pick fresh tomatoes for a salad in late October. I was even getting peas again…my second volunteer crop!

    But that’s all over with the thick frost out there all over everything. It’s clear and sunny out and if I don’t get some pictures snapped today the opportunity to show you autumn in Michigan will be completely gone.

    By the way, I want to wish my sister a belated happy birthday, she turned …….one year older yesterday! We called her yesterday morning and by the time all the cousins got done catching up we had been on that phone for 2 hours! I had gone to town to run an errand and when I got home they were still talking! Happy Birthday Ginny!

  • Radio: How much I don’t know

    It’s amazing to me when you begin researching something you find out just how much you don’t know.

    Take radio for instance: Ashley Messing our Michigan Dairy Ambassador is now doing a radio program called “The Scoop.” Since I was the one who came up with the “brilliant” idea to do a radio show, I told her I would be here to assist her in any way that I could. So, when she couldn’t come up with a title for it….I helped her out. When she couldn’t come up with an intro describing it…I helped her out. When she couldn’t come up with music for the intro for it…I took a smoke break….and I’m on my fourteenth pack! (Joke)

    Who would’ve thought picking music would be that difficult. Just pick a song you like and go with it. Oh no, not that easy. Three weeks into this project I’m thinking the radio program has been completed and ready to be listened to by all of America. Then I get an email from the producer, Trent Loos, who by the way is offering his expertise at a considerably low cost…zilch.

    In his email he said in no uncertain terms it’s time to pick the music. I contact Ashley, she can’t come up with anything off hand, so we both decide to let the expert do it. I contact Trent and tell him he can pick the music….whatever he wants is good with us.

    Well, between dying his mule pink(see Faces of Ag for a great story) and traversing the country standing up for agriculture, he doesn’t have time to pick music and besides he said, it needs to be something Ashley likes.

    Okay…I’ll go with that. So here we are at square one again. So, I call my radio expert in Kansas, Kyle. Sick in bed he returns my call and starts talking this radio jabber about bumper music and how it can’t be more than 7 seconds long or we’ll have to pay a fee and you can’t do this because of copyright laws and a CD full of bumper music to choose from….ahhhh! I couldn’t tell if he was delirious from being sick or trying out his newly learned foreign language.

    So I ask him, can’t you just call me and play a few of these bumper music selections over the phone and I’ll pick one? That idea didn’t fly. Maybe he knew we’d be there for an hour while he played 2000 selections of 7 seconds of music before I picked one.

    Frustrated and on my second pack of cigarettes I called Trent and said, for heaven’s sake, are you sure you don’t have some music there you can just use? He said, “No, besides it has to be just right, it has to match Ashley’s voice, it has to be good.” I decided at this point that if I ever wanted a career in radio I would never make it…I’m not picky enough.

    So, are you tired of this story yet? Okay, then I’ll keep going….I decided to check with Chewing the Cud radio host Amanda Nolz, I asked her what she did for her show. She said she and her roommates sat around one day and listened to selections on itunes and finally voted on one. Ah ha! Now, I’m getting somewhere! Why didn’t the men who were making a living come up with this brainy idea? Why did it take a farm girl from South Dakota to enlighten me? We speak the same language…farmgirl talk.

    I urged Ashley to start scouring iTunes and see what she could find. She did and emailed me asking for an opinion. I almost didn’t take the time to listen. I wanted to just say, “Oh, that first one sounds great…go with it!” Afterall, it would’ve saved me from smoking another pack of cigarettes.

    But…I lit up another and listened to her selections. Wondering if every bluegrass song had the same intro, I sat and listened to about 10 million songs and came up with the conclusion…except for the funny titles of the songs….they all sound the same.

    With that, I emailed Ash and told her what I thought and haven’t heard a word yet. So the question still remains….do we have bumper music yet? Or is the bumper crushed from a head on collision? I’ll let you know when I know something. In the mean time hopefully I’ve whet your whistle and you are on the edge of your seat for the debut of “The Scoop”

    And, now you know, I know nothing about radio and I’ve quit smoking!