Blackjack


| 9/4/2018 12:19:00 PM


farm signOne of the great things about living in the country is the way neighbors give to one another. If someone is tearing down an old building, they usually call someone and say, "Hey, I've got [an old door, window, roofing etc] do you need it?"

Or maybe it's, "Hey, I've got extra [tomatoes, cucumbers, pumpkins etc], do you want them?" Price tags are never attached. Its just a gift from the goodness of their hearts for neighbors who could use and appreciate the items.

This is what happened to me last week. I answered the phone to hear one of my neighbors, whom I also attend church with, say, "Hey, you want a bottle calf? I've already raised nine this year and I just don't have time for another one."

Needless to say I was thrilled, so they brought him right over. I named him "Blackjack," and he settled down in the yard with Beau and Huck.

Then the unexpected happened. A sudden thunderstorm blew in and there was my new baby out in a storm.



Now, I grew up on a dairy farm, and I know cows are used to all kinds of weather, but Blackjack was just six hours old and an orphan and his new buddy Beau was having a fit to come in out of the rain.