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My dad decided to sell three heifers that failed to calve this year, so he had Mom and me helping him herd them all into the pen. Dad saddled TJ and together we worked to outsmart a group of about thirty cattle, which is harder than it sounds. For one thing, herding cattle on a horse looks cool and rugged; standing on the ground, flapping your arms and shouting, "Yaa, move, cow, move!" is less impressive.

That said, seeing Dad get bucked off of TJ and briefly fly through the air made it almost worth it.

We finally managed to pen the cows and Dad works out his battle stratagem for how to cull the heifers out from the group. He tried three times unsuccessfully, then marched into the house to work out a new plan. I remarked that cows really should not be able to outsmart him and Dad muttered something peevish under his breath.

So tomorrow, Dad is castrating the bulls, and because I am not allowed to have a normal family, this has turned into a party. Uncle Eddie was invited to help, so he called Will Baker, who was in Arizona but came home today and he's bringing two of his horses to help. Then Momma Toy said she hadn't been around cattle so long, she wanted to come, and Mike, Mare, and Chris decided to come by to see Momma Toy and visit with the family.

Then the vet's husband heard about it and asked to come along, so their family is coming over as well.

I plan on taking the car keys, driving into Lytle, and standing in the HEB a while to pretend that I'm actually in civilization.

In other news, I found the only cat in the entire universe who does not sleep. Instead, he is incredibly hyper, which would be cute and amusing except that five of his six ends are pointy, sharp, and hurt.

Mike asked me why my arm looked like I had worn a barbed wire bracelet, and I answered, "I'm in an abusive relationship."

It was kind of cute, but Murphy has started gnawing on the inside of my wrist and pouncing on my face (nearly scratching my eye) and it stopped being cute really fast. I've been picking him up by the scruff of the neck and whapping him on the nose whenever he bites, but he doesn't seem to be getting the message. I'll let you know how that goes.

But I know he doesn't mean it. He really loves me, I know it.

ETA: So adorable. When my parents were young, they both played on basketball leagues. Apparently both of them were quite good. So now, both of them 67 years old, they bought a basketball hoop for the kids, but have been going out and playing one-on-one. I have the most adorable grandparents in the world.
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I went to the eye doctor today. Happily, the astigmatism in my left eye appears to have disappeared, though my overall my vision has gotten worse. I'm always vaguely amazed at how bad my eyesight really is. I forget until she pulls off my glasses, points to the chart and asks, "What can you read?"

"Well," I said, "If you ever change the E on top then I'm in trouble."

Ah, for the good old days when a giant E could be seen from five feet away.

In any case, I got sunglasses and regular glasses and waited around for Mom to get back from Garden Ridge. The library is just down the street, so I popped in there and read The Cossacks by Tolstoy for a bit until she came by. I've always been intimidated by Tolstoy; it's hard not to be when his most famous work takes up its own shelf at the library. I found I rather enjoyed his short stories, though, and I hope I can read The Death of Ivan Ilyich soon.

Murphy is doing really well. I tried to snag some pictures, but the camera takes three seconds to take a picture, which in Murphy's case is three seconds too slow. He drives me crazy sometimes, like now, when he sees me typing and pounces on my fingers--and the keyboard. He's managed to open new windows twice now. And he just somehow managed to hit the back button on this window. Still, he's adorably affectionate. The other night he curled up around my neck, then sprawled across my shoulder to take a nap.

So this entry isn't a complete waste of time, A Dresden Files fanfic for your pleasure )
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I have never watched Numb3rs before, but I was flipping through and bored, so I stopped and decided to watch it.

First off, it's baseball, particularly the statistics of baseball--which Dad and I watched a show on.


I wish I had more to say, but really, that's the most exciting thing that's happened in a while.

Oh, the kitten (renamed Murphy, after the Dresden Files, because he is "small, but fierce") is doing well! He's wandering around, his paw seems to be better, and we gave him a bath so he's all clean and fluffy. Mom's all attached and wants me to adopt him for real. I haven't decided yet.


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January 2014



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