Wedged Wednesday....

Well as I woke up this morning, I spent most of my timing hoping that today would be a wonderful day like yesterday was. Yesterday I was at school, and it was a good day, I did alright on a quiz, and ended up with very little homework. As I went to livestock judging practice last night, the coach told me that I did an excellent job, and that was the best he had heard so far. That was awesome to hear since I have no real experience. To top all of that off, he even let me leave early-what a guy! Well when I got home I did have some homework to do, but seeing as I had just spent the last 8 hours in a class room and the last 2 at practice, back to the books is not really where I wanted to go. Sophie and I played for a little bit, and then we thought we could snag a quick nap before Nick got home. Well, napping we did. When Nick came home, he did the chores, fixed dinner AND made me brownies and woke me up when it was all waiting on the table for me. After that he even cleaned it all up so I could work on my homework. What a great day. Actually I thought that maybe today would be the same, since I only had to work today, which is always better than school, and practice should be pretty short tonight. Today was going good, my morning was great. My bows came in, and the stores all helped me get my work done, and finally it was time for me to go to lunch--my favorite--some one-on-one playtime with Sophie. As I got ready to leave my house after a much splendid lunch hour, I noticed it. One of our bucket calves had his little yellow head WEDGED through a panel in his pen. Granted this is NOT the first time this has happened. I reacted as I always do with a quick phone call to Nick, not ever thinking that he would not come and fix it. Well I was wrong, he was busy and told me that our calf would just have to wait until tonight before Nick could cut him out. In case you haven't been outside today, it is like 92 degrees, and feels like 96. The ONLY part of the panel that is not in the shade is the part that our little genius decided to wedge his head through. Because I am a worry wort, I knew that he could not last there until after 5 o'clock today when Nick got home, so I called my dad. Good ole' dad, he has the answers to everything. He told me that I needed to try to make him drink some water, and go and get the Dawn dish soap to put on his head. This is supposed to help get his head unstuck. I did what I was told. I went and got the dish soap and some water, I tried to make him drink and put HALF the bottle of soap on his head. So after about 15 mins. of pushing on his face, I called my dad back. Well FINALLY he told me that he would just come out and show me how to get him out without cutting the panel. My dad arrives, gets out of his truck, walks over to the calf, slightly twists his head, and pushes. Out he comes. He is free at last! My dad then gets back in his truck, wipes off his hands, and leaves. I have been outside, sweating, pulling, pushing, and cussing at this calf for MORE than 30 mins. and my dad gets him out in 30 seconds. What a job well done. Wish I could have done that. So as I am headed back to my job, because I was just to be on my lunch hour, Nick calls. He is on his way home to get the calf unstuck. Great timing honey! As we are talking, and he is getting closer to home, he sees 3 calves out on the road...needless to say I did not turn around. What a Wednesday...