High Desert Cowboy- How far is it up north?

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Hello all,
After writing out my rather lengthy introduction I thought it'd be a good idea to write a little about our little slice of heaven. The reason I call it the Old California Trail is that our property is found right along the old Southern Route of the California trail, also know as the Mormon Trail. We moved here in 2015 after i received a job offer to manage a commercial sow farm. Not exactly what I planned on doing with my degree but I had a job offer as a ranch manager in Idaho fall through and the other job offers I'd received were too far away from my step-sons dad. So we moved down here and managed to find a home with room for my horses. Of course while it did have room for my horses and even a decent little tack shed it was not fenced in any way and having spent most of my limited money (recently graduated college student with 2 kids, one recently born) on the home I was unable to put up any real fencing beyond the Hotwire I'd brought with me. But we make do and as time materials and funds have become available I have attempted to provide better fencing options.
We started with my two horses, Jack and Bro. Brother Larsen (Brolo) is an 11 year old paint/Arab
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Jack is a 10 year old paint I picked up while working for an outfit in southwest Colorado
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Shortly after moving here I finally got my farm dog I always wanted, Kya. She's half Aussie 1/4 heeler and 1/4 border collie. I just wanted a pal for when I was riding or moving cows, but she taught me a good stock dog is more than that. I feed a group of corriente cattle during the summer and they had gotten loose. One started running for the road and before I could even try doing anything this little dark streak blew by, got into that cows face and brought it back to me. So I got interested in training stock dogs. I love Kya so much I bred her to a friends working border collie (a cow herding workaholic) and got Dixie back in march.
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That’s really impressive!
Well it’s finally here
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It’s snowing pretty good. This will be Dixie and the ducks’ first winter. Dixie was born in March in the house and stayed inside for the first 4 weeks so by the time she got outside it was all melted. She and Kya have the doghouse though and are pretty content. I’ve never seen Kya use her doghouse really she used to just hunker down under the camper trailer. The ducks seem to really be enjoying the snow, they’re standing out in it jabbering away. And I finally get to use my stove after moving it upstairs and it is a world of difference! It’s almost too hot!
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The puppies have opened their eyes and are starting to get a little more active. Also Bella turned 1 this week. She’s gotten better and can differentiate between sheep and lambs. Errant lambs will get a soft bop, ignorant ewes she deals with accordingly and then gets right back to work keeping everyone together. Of course she still needs a lot of work but she has good natural ability.
In the front you can see Ma’s little ram lamb that was born after the triplets, he’s growing fast. My boy calls him Buckwheat, but I’ve told him that Buckwheat has already been promised to a Muslim family for their holidays and he’s better off naming ewes
 

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Thanks everyone. I really like my runners and they should be old enough to lay eggs soon. I looked at khakis for a minute and now that my ducks will probably just be for eggs I'll probably end up getting a couple for some variety. And you're not kidding about wide open spaces!
This is from my front door
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And to the east
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So I’m relaxing on the couch when my 9 year old son says “hey dad how come you keep grabbing the sheep and petting on them?” I explained I was trying to get them to relax more around me and so I was showing them I’m not all bad. He mentions I never do that with Shaun the katahdin ram. Well I can’t catch the filthy beggar. “Well dad why don’t you rope him?” I think back to my post on here asking the question and figure sure why not. “Now?” So I get up and he gets me his soft practice rope. Now being Sunday I relax in shorts (this is never done outside my home, I’m very much a jeans and boots person) and feeling a little lazy I decide I’m just going to throw flip flops on. First rule of handling livestock, always wear closed toed shoes. In my laziness I didn’t even think about it. I turn Kya and Bella loose and have them corner up the sheep for me and shake out a loop and explain to my son I’m going to use a head loop that works great for bunched up cattle. I let fly the loop, perfect catch. I reelShaun in and grab hold of his head, dads a hero. And then here comes Bella, who decides I need help holding this rogue sheep. Now he goes berserk, plants a foot onto one of my exposed piggies and leaps for the stars. Now I can’t react I have my boy watching me. So I reel Shaun back in, turn him loose, and walk back to the house with my son still in awe of dad.
Never, ever, wear flip flops with livestock. And never trust a young pups down.
 

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Reminds me of a story...one of my maternal great-grandfathers was an avid coon hunter. He had an awesome dog. I don’t recall the specific name but it was something like Beau so I’ll use that for the ease of telling the story. Well Grandpa was hunting Beau one night and lost him. They searched and searched without luck. Beau would often beat Grandpa home but he was really concerned when he didn’t return after several days. He was lamenting the loss to a friend when the friend, a fellow coon hunter, mentioned that a hound had shown up at his house but was painted green. He thought Grandpa should try hunting him and if he liked him, he could keep him to replace the one he’d lost. Grandpa finally relented. He hunted with the dog and when the friend asked how it had gone, Grandpa told him that no dog would compare to Beau. Grandpa enjoyed hunting and the green dog did well enough that Grandpa decided to let him stay. Grandpa continued to lament the loss of Beau and talk about how the green dog just didn’t quite measure up. Time passed and the green paint wore off. My grandpa’s friend had painted Beau green to play a trick on Grandpa. That happened when my grandmother was in her early teens. She’s in her late 70s now. That story was told often and even shared at Grandpa’s funeral. Despite the prank, Grandpa was overjoyed to have Beau “back” and received quite a bit of ribbing over the green dog not hunting as well as Beau despite it truly being Beau!
 

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