A frost is supposed to happen tonight, so yesterday I gathered what I could from the garden: okra, green sweet peppers, peas and green tomatoes. I'll pick the ripe tomatoes today. The green tomatoes were wrapped in tissue paper and put in a cool place to ripen; hopefully they will be ready for Thanksgiving or maybe even Christmas. The ripe tomatoes will be put in the crisper and some will be given away. It was a wonderful year for our small garden and this momma squirrel put a lot of the crop into the freezer.
An update on the baby calf: she died last night. Her wounds were just too deep. The Farmer has gone to bury her this morning. I will miss her feeding times, and the nuzzling at my hands and shirt tail. So, I did a final washing of the bottle and put it away and put the rest of her powdered milk replacement in the freezer, ready for the next little calf in need.
Of course that is the emotional side; there's also a financial side. Cattle prices are at an all time high now; the Farmer estimates a calf her size would probably bring $500-$600 dollars at market. Then there is the cost of $26.95 per ten pound bag of formula and I've lost count of the number of bags I've fed. My time of feeding her three times a day at the beginning and then twice daily for two-three months was free.
The dogs are still free to roam. The Farmer doesn't like to confront someone over such an issue; besides, as the old saying goes, "you can't get blood from a turnip". I don't want to see it happen again! Sometimes one just wants to use the words of the Lord: "Vengeance is mine; I will repay." I don't think it's over yet...