Sunday, November 25, 2012

guest post........

dearest readers.

the lovely terri at "workin with what i've got" has asked me to guest post on her blog. she was looking for animal tales and i had a tiny story about one of our cows.

here's a tiny bit and if you would like to follow the link and read the rest that would be wonderful. terri and i will appreciate the love



A Cow's Tale


The calf who would become “Hornet” was born on chilly winter's eve on a small Alberta cattle farm. Her mother had indulged in an unauthorized relationship with the red Angus bull the season before and the calf arrived over 6 weeks before her herd mates. The temperature that night was well below -20 degrees and the baby calf froze instantly when it hit the ground. Her little life was saved by the diligent farmer (who asked to called “diligent” in this story). The calf that would be Hornet was first called Ugly. Frostbite had claimed her tail, the tops of her ears and the end of her nose.  As winter turned to spring and spring, to summer, Ugly grew and she towered above her half brothers and sisters. Her absent ears and tail made her a small embarrassment to the herd. The neighbor, Bill, a crusty farmer, was often heard to remark "Jesus, that's an ugly calf"...............

click for more of this exciting story -  http://www.workinwithwhativegot.wordpress.com

thanks bev

36 comments:

  1. Bev, I think your readers are shy to comment over at my place.

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    1. no worrries. i am just so pleased that you liked it. xx

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  2. Okay, I'm hooked! I'm off to Terri's blog to read the rest of the story!

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    1. thank you, you sweet thing. i'll meet you over there. and read terri's posts she's bloodly brilliant.

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  3. Dear Bev, I so enjoyed your guest posting. Ugly morphed into Hornet and is an inspiration to all of us who don't seem to fit into the regular way of being. I'm grateful that the diligent farmer and his wife responded to that deep down innocence of Hornet. Thanks so much for sharing this story. Peace.

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    1. dear dee, i will tell you that a girl from the sea makes a different kind of farmwife. this farmwife understands the business but also understands there is room sometimes for even the most unlikely heros. luckily the diligent farm loves his wife enough to be convinced of these fancies.

      thanks as also for your visit.

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  4. I tend not to get nearly as many comments (have fewer followers) as you usually do here, but folks are reading your piece. It's generated more traffic over there than most of mine do.

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    1. baby girl you must not worry. my only goal was not to embarrass you. i am about ready to call you and sing you a dirty song to make you feel better :)

      i am so grateful for the opportunity you provided me. i admire and love your writing sooooo much. xx

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    2. I'm not sad ... I'm glad! I love it when I coax someone into jumping out of their comfort zone ... only to see them fly. Just wanted you to know you were getting plenty read over at my place. I love your stories, too, Bev. That's why I asked you to write one. Hugs!

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    3. That said, I'm always up for a dirty song.

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  5. Read it - loved it! Your stories are always amazing, Bev!

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    1. dear kate - thank you so much. why haven't you posted all weekend. did you overindulge in pie and volka. tell us about your thanksgiving.

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    2. I've been out of town! But I'll be posting all about it in about 5 minutes! :-)

      But to answer your question, I did overindulge in pie and vodka. Then I went to New Orleans for a wedding and indulged in rum punch. For like 3 days.

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  6. Such a great story. Thank you for sharing this. What a pleasant surprise for an afternoon read.

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    1. thank you so much. terri is responsible for pulling it out of me. i glad you liked it. thanks for the visit and comment.

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  7. I'm thrilled to have been your creative midwife but, truth be told, the story would have been born ... without me.

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    1. i don't think so. i never thought our cows could be interesting to anyone but us. not to sound sappy but you make me think things are possible xx

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    2. That's sweet, Bev. Really. It's what I try to do when I teach class, so I'm glad it worked.

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  8. your stories, the weaving of words here... I'm n love. it's so sweet to stumble upon such well spun tales.

    Aloha,

    Stopping by from the GFC hop to say 'hi' and to follow along. I can't wait to get to know you and your blog better. We're riding the wave of life at Local Sugar Hawaii, I'd love for you to come write the lines with us.

    xo,
    Nicole
    localsugarhawaii.com

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    1. well aren't you sweet nicole buckingham. aloha right back at ya. thank you for stopping in and following. i will be right over to visit you. xo

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  9. Nice,I likey! Great blog u hav here, am following u x

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    1. thank you sharon p. i like you too. thank you for commenting and following

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  10. This was a lovely story!
    gl0ssi.blogspot.ca

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    1. thank you glossy. is that your real name. because that would be cool. thank you for visiting and following.

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  11. I wonder if Hornet was left with extra-sensory perception after her electrical system was re-set by the lightening.

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    1. yes sus, as a matter of fact that is how we get our satellite radio. miss you buttercup. xx

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  12. Great story! Found you through GFC blog hop and am excited to be a new follower. I hope you will stop by my site if you get a chance! http://www.thetaylor-house.com

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    1. thank you chrissy. i had a chrissy doll when i small you pushed her bellybutton and her ponytail grew. i will be glad to stop by your site. thanks for following and commenting

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    2. I had a Chrissy doll, too. She had an orange dress and, yes, her belly button was the hair-growth mechanism. Here I was thinking you grew up in some tiny seafaring town where there was no plastic.

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    3. one of my mother's sister married a man from the little villiage of purgatory and they moved to montreal. she would send us wonderful things like chrissy dolls and nancy drew books and articles cut from the papers about horrific gruesome crimes. it made for a wonderful christmas.

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  13. Hey Bev!

    Thanks so much for following ModaMama! I appreciate it. Following you back too :)

    Sincerely,
    Joanna

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    1. you are welcome joanna and thank you for following me.

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  14. Bev - I LOVE your blog! Your images and writing is the best. Glad to see you posting more often.

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  15. This is cool! Love the picture. I'll have to go "click" to read the rest. =0)
    New follower, following ya back!
    ~Kim
    http://2justByou.blogspot.com

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  16. I just LOVED this story about Ugly cow and so glad she triumphed over all! So glad you're a new follower. I'm following here too ;)

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  17. Following you back, happy now to go read your guest post!

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