Baymule
Herd Master
Yesterday I picked corn, got 53 ears. I dropped the tailgate on BJs truck, had a cleaver, 2 knives and a small board. I chop both ends with the cleaver and pull off the shucks. I had a plastic tote to drop the shucks in, there were some very over ripe pears in the bottom. I hadn’t done too much before Ringo came to investigate. He dove in with great gusto, happily chomping on corn shucks. Several of the ewes checked it out, decided grass was better, except for Moon Pie. She chomped away, even trying to take them from my hands.
Ringo discovered the pears! He worked them over, thoroughly enjoying his treat. A few times he had a whole pear in his mouth, trying to bite it. I was concerned he’d choke, so I stuck my hand in his mouth and dug out the pear. Our conversation went something like this, “now don’t you choke on the stupid pear, gimme that”. As I retrieved a slobbery pear, he took it back and chomped some more. Moon Pie didn’t get any pears, but she sure liked corn silks.
I gave the rest of the shucks to the horses.
Ringo ate so much, I was worried that he might bloat and offered him baking soda. He politely licked some from my hand a few times, then wasn’t interested any more. I checked on him several times, he had a full tummy but he was ok.
Today I made cream corn and carried the cobs out to the steer. Ringo intercepted me, demanding his share. I held out a cob, he bit down and I broke off a piece. He got his share of corn cobs and I gave most of them to the steer. On my way back to the house, yep, you guessed it. Here came Ringo! He had to lick the pan.
Spoiled? You bet he is. I sit on a milk crate in the barn and Ringo comes to me for hugs, scratches and lots of petting. He closes his eyes when I stroke his face. @Mike CHS I love Ringo!
Ringo discovered the pears! He worked them over, thoroughly enjoying his treat. A few times he had a whole pear in his mouth, trying to bite it. I was concerned he’d choke, so I stuck my hand in his mouth and dug out the pear. Our conversation went something like this, “now don’t you choke on the stupid pear, gimme that”. As I retrieved a slobbery pear, he took it back and chomped some more. Moon Pie didn’t get any pears, but she sure liked corn silks.
I gave the rest of the shucks to the horses.
Ringo ate so much, I was worried that he might bloat and offered him baking soda. He politely licked some from my hand a few times, then wasn’t interested any more. I checked on him several times, he had a full tummy but he was ok.
Today I made cream corn and carried the cobs out to the steer. Ringo intercepted me, demanding his share. I held out a cob, he bit down and I broke off a piece. He got his share of corn cobs and I gave most of them to the steer. On my way back to the house, yep, you guessed it. Here came Ringo! He had to lick the pan.
Spoiled? You bet he is. I sit on a milk crate in the barn and Ringo comes to me for hugs, scratches and lots of petting. He closes his eyes when I stroke his face. @Mike CHS I love Ringo!
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