I had planned that this past weekend would be like most weekends and that is "The Man of the Place" would be tending the cows and I would be home doing my chores and maybe some sewing. I had plans to try to finish up my Easy Street. But this weekend was going to be different, seeing how my father-in-law was not going to be able to help with the feeding of the cows. That meant I get to help, it's been awhile and I have to admit I have missed it. My job is to drive the feed truck, that is loaded with 3 bales of hay, drive out to the pasture where needed and put the hay out to the cows. Here they come, its funny about cows most of the time they will walk single file to where they are going and if one of the cows stop all the ones behind that cow stop too. No one will go around, they will just stand there and wait. Someone is trying to sneak a nibble of hay, one of my jobs is to try to keep them off the bales. I get 3 bales on the truck I drive.