04 September 2008

Fun at Papa's House

We were at Papa Chip's house this last weekend and boy did we have fun!! With all the cousins in town for Mahaley's wedding there was no shortage of activity around the Place. Saturday was one such day. After the wedding we came back to Grandma's to change and get ready to go play at the park. We also needed to have a funeral for one of Aaron's beloved cows. See she took an awful tumble down Papa's hill and well it didn't end well for her. Of course everyone wanted to be in attendance and so off we went to bury poor Bessie.

First we had to load up in the tractor cause that is what we do at Papa's house. We always get a ride in the tractor. This was a first for Lauryn I think and she loved it. She had a smile on her face the whole time.
We had to do some impromtu pruning along the way. The tractor couldn't get back to where Bessie was with the tree as big as it was so Papa took a little off the side.
Finally we made our way through and just around the bend was the final resting place of poor old Bessie.

If you will notice Bessie is already getting nice and bloated and a little stinky. The kids didn't mind too much until we moved her and then you didn't want to be down wind from her at all.
Then the digging began. Thank heavens we had a tractor to do all the work, can you imagine having to dig that grave by hand. The kids were fascinated by the hole and would get awfully close to falling in every once in a while. Lauryn even liked playing in it before Bessie occupied it.
The kids look awfully sad about losing Bessie don't they?
Watching Papa do all the work digging the grave!!! We are making sure he is doing his job right!!
Talk about cheap entertainment!! Unfortunately my cameras battery died just about now and so I don't have any pictures of the actual move and burial but we all had a moments silence for the good ole cow. She will be missed dearly, especially by Aaron.
Oh the fun we have at Papa's house!!!

3 comments:

Lani said...

I thought that is just the way cows go to sleep on the side of the steep hill.... I do have to admit that I could envision one of my kids doing the same thing at your dads house. They would go speeding down the hill on the bikes and then barely break before they went flying off steep embankment down into "mini hells canyon". Their mother was not happy with some of the risks my "flat lander kids" were taking back in the west :)

*Katie May* said...

Poor cow! That was one bad fall for her. That hill always scared me. :S

Dawn said...

That is hilarious! I remember hearing my dad say that cows from Idaho had to have legs of two different sizes, so that they could stand on the hillside. Apparently,this cow was an Idaho transplant. So sad and funny!