We've had our share of sickness in the household this week.
Three girls with colds. Two home yesterday, the other one today.
Thankfully the boy child remains healthy at this point.
And while I try not to benefit from the misfortunes of others, I was most grateful when Sarah offered to come and work the head-bail for me as I needled heifers. A job that I would normally have to do on my own, quite do-able, but so much easier with someone to ensure the lead is working up the crush. A time consuming and somewhat frustrating task on your own.
About ten cows will fit in the crush. When working alone I will usually only send about eight up. This extra space compensates for the fact that cow number 1 usually likes to stop in position 3 as opposed to position 1 and have a little look around. This means I, the cow poker as well as cow chaser need to leave the pound, run up the crush, poke cow 1 in the ribs, insult her parentage, appearance and attitude, then run back along the line, poking cows 2 through 8, who by now are ever-so-slightly offended by my handling of cow 1, and often times cow 7 and 8 have decided enough's enough and are backing back into the pound. All of these issues compounded at the moment by the fact that the forcing yard gate is lying in the shed undergoing repairs and was to be re-hung last night, but alas, wasn't.
To cut a long story short, the whole task was made so much easier by the assistance of my oldest daughter, sniffling and coughing but not complaining.
No doubt, she'll want to check my schedule before her next sick day!