I can't say I've accomplished a lot today, except for educating myself some more on sodium content of foods, and cooking meals. I follow Cliff around a lot, making sure he doesn't do anything he shouldn't.
Thanks to Travis and Tyler, we got the heifer calves loaded with no strain on Cliff; his brother, Phil, hitched up to the trailer and took them away.
While taking my regular walk this morning, I heard a deep, throaty growl in the woods near the path, the sort of growl you don't want to hear from a dog because it means business. Right after the growl I heard some baby yip-yip-yips... then another growl, then more yips. My guess is that a mother coyote saw me and Sadie, and was forcing her babies to safety against their will.