Double J Mini Ranch

06/08/2026

Scary stuff!

AG Commissioner Sid Miller discusses the USDA's discovery that that...

06/05/2026

Little Buster Brown is only 1 month old and already practicing his big boy bull call. 😂

06/03/2026

“Chasing the food truck like 🏃‍♂️🐮 Mom’s serving fast food… whether she wants to or not” 🤣

06/02/2026

The 5,547th thing I never thought I’d be doing when I decided to get cattle… but here we are! 😂

Nothing says “It’s a Terrific Tuesday” like running a couple bulls through the chute and giving them a little… ahem… haircut around the business end.

A good working setup and gentle bulls make all the difference — it keeps things calmer, safer, and way easier on both us and the boys.

And yes, we trim the hair around their p***s before breeding season. It helps keep everything cleaner, reduces the chance of dirt buildup or infections, and helps avoid injury (hair wrapping around the p***s can cause cuts that easily get infected).

Pro tip: wear gloves. That’s a smell even Ajax can’t fix. 😑🤣

Who else has jobs on the ranch they never saw coming? Drop your weirdest one below 👇

05/29/2026

There’s an old saying I heard as a young person from an old preacher back in the day. You could say it was his signature phrase: “Good, better, best! Never let it rest, till the good gets better and the better gets best!”

I have always loved the saying and have tried to apply it in many areas of my life. Never in a million years did I think I would be applying it as a small cattle rancher. In fact, never in a million years did I ever think I would have a small cattle operation, but here we are! 🤣

Over the last 7 years of this journey, this phrase has really hit home! There are so many aspects of ranching where good is good enough, but improving the genetics in our herd over time has become a passion. We haven’t arrived yet. Honestly, I don’t know that you can ever feel as if “you’ve arrived”. However, always striving for improvement is the goal.

At our place, we’re constantly asking: Is this bull or this cow just “good”? Or can we make the next generation better? Because in the cattle business, genetics are the ultimate gift you give your future self (and your bank account). A little improvement in weaning weights, better mothering ability, stronger udder attachments, more milk capacity, better depth, etc.…. might not show up in one generation… but over a few years? That’s when the magic happens.

We’ve been quietly upgrading our herd by being pickier with our bull selections, culling the ones who don’t pull their weight. Nothing fancy — just steady, intentional progress. Good gets better. Better gets best. And the calves keep getting chunkier and easier to raise.

If you’re running cattle (big or small), don’t sleep on genetics. You don’t have to go full mad scientist with EPDs and DNA testing… though those tools are pretty cool. Sometimes it’s as simple as keeping the best heifers.

What about y’all? Are you constantly trying to raise the bar on your herd, or are you more of a “if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it” type? Drop your philosophy below 👇

*Edit* The cow pictured is not of our breeding though I wish I could take credit for her. We were fortunate enough to find her last year and snatched her up because she is exactly what we are trying to produce. 😍

05/14/2026

Last baby of the season to hit the ground. FINALLY! It’s a boy. Our very first F2 white Wagster (White Dexter/Wagyu cross).

04/28/2026

Got some more pics of the new littles Bucee and Buster. One more left to calve and it’s a wrap. I am ready! 😅

04/27/2026

Another hostage released, another boy! I am guessing he is red, but he looks chocolate colored. He is the cutest! 🥰

04/26/2026

Brand new little on the ground this morning. It’s a boy and he is beautiful! 🤩 Well done Rohana!

Introducing Double J’s Bucee! 🫶

04/25/2026

“Get COWS,” they said! “It’ll be FUN,” they said!

Meanwhile in Texas… The Mister’s out of town, and I’m holding down the fort. During my morning rounds, a couple of the mammas decided to break into the heifer pasture right as I’m trying to get through the gate with their feed.

The heifers saw those full milk bags and completely lost their minds, convinced something new was on the breakfast menu. The mammas didn’t appreciate that one bit and started shoving the heifers around… and THEN the fight started! All hell proceeded to break loose.

Of course this happens on the one day I actually have somewhere to be.

So I’m running through the pasture like a crazy woman — hair flying, sweat pouring, hooping and hollering, shaking the bucket, doing anything short of interpretive dance to get their attention. They ignore me completely, which only pi**es me off more. So I start throwing buckets and giving them a piece of my mind (not that I can afford to give any away). It stops the fighting for a moment, but doesn’t get anyone back where they belong.

And I just know the neighbors were probably out on their porch with a Dr Pepper and a bucket of popcorn, watching the whole thing like it was the morning entertainment (cuz that’s what I would do 😂). 👀🍿

Then I remembered what I always preach with animals — especially big ones you can’t force into anything: patience.

They feel your stress, your frustration, your energy… and they’ll MORE THAN match it.

So I counted to ten, calmed down, and drove the Kubota to the gate I needed them to go through. Once I relaxed, they did too. Eventually one wandered close enough, and when I tried again with the feed bucket — asking her nicely this time — she walked right through. The other one followed about ten minutes later, like she needed to make sure it was her idea.

Oh, these girls! Never a dull moment. 😂