This is from last weekend.
Rick did some really good work while I was gone, and even more when I got home. I will give a brief update with pictures and then tell his calf story. Things accomplished this week:
- ceilings and walls - textured and painted
- upper cabinets - stained, sprayed, and HUNG
- kitchen ceiling and cabinet lights
The Calf Story
Rick went to check the cows out at the farm the day of the blizzard on his way home from work in his tennis shoes and no coveralls, etc. While there he found a brand new baby calf. Since we had already lost one new baby during some bad weather, he was concerned about this one. So he decided to carry this 100 pound calf to shelter in the blowing snow. He had to stop several times to rest, he was in mud and snow up to his knees, and his chest and throat were killing him. Of course, no cell phone was with him. He had two thoughts during this time if something was to happen to him:
1. No one knew where he was.
2. It would not be fair to me, if I had to go through losing another husband. (I was greatly moved when he told me this.) He said that the good Lord was taking care of me!
He finally got the calf in shelter, and he got back to his truck. He was gasping for air, his fingers were almost frostbit, and he was wet and muddy up to his thighs. After he left the farm, he was so thirsty that he had to stop on the side of the road to eat some snow. He did end up with a sore throat and sore lungs from breathing so much cold air.
Now that time has elapsed, his thoughts are that he must have a pretty strong heart. The calf is still alive and doing fine.