It's Fall

Fall must certainly be here-as are the millipedes. Every fall our family room is invaded by millipedes. At precisely 9 PM Ann' s laminate floor comes to life with the herd. It's kind of funny because they're right on time and you don't notice them until you look down and the floor is moving. They are dark red and about 2" long and 1/8" diameter. Spraying around the house with Tiempo helps until it showers or rains and then here they come.
Had a call from one of the NeW Orleans songwriters that we have fed for in the past and he asked for all of our available pen space. First arrivals are in the morning. It's great to have the business but his cattle are usually difficult to care for and keep healthy. He buys what he thinks are bargain cattle and they can be really stale when they get here. We'll do our best and that will keep me pretty busy for awhile. He hinted he wants to keep us full for a length of time-we'll see. This particular writer is Boyd Robert' (Rowbear)(cajun deluxe). He and some others come every fall to Scott City and hunt and then put on a concert. They are good friends of a neighboring feedlot that we do business with-last fall they hunted here and did fair. Rivers Rutherford is the big name among the bunch and is a really nice gentlemen and down to earth.
Tried corn again today-too wet-milo's really needs a freeze to be ready. Ann substituted today at the grade school-lots of sickness I guess.