One way to find the cattle......

[hotwine]

Went down to the ranch this morning to check on the critters, cut grass, water plants, that sort of thing. Wind was howling at about 30 knots. No critters in sight, figured they were hiding out in the creek bottom. Cuttin' grass, and all of sudden, here they come, en masse, headed straight for the house. Shut the mower down, and then I hear the truck's horn blaring. The wind has set off the alarm, which has summoned the cattle for feeding. (They don't need feeding this time of year, plenty of green grass all around.) They gather around and start bawlin'. "Take a hike, girls, it ain't gonna happen!" So they go into a funk. Plop down all around the truck. Even the little ones lookin' mournful. Two hours later, I'm showered and ready to leave, and they haven't budged. "Git!" (OK, OK, they start shufflin' out of the way, just SURE that I'm gonna feed anyway.) What a hoot.
Munchin' smoked ham sandwiches and swillin' Maison Nicolas Pinot Noir.