06/12/2026
Today was one of those afternoons that makes me question the decisions I’ve made. We had an appointment in town when Bob got off work. We came home and sprayed our food plots, set up the pump for our rice field and then it was time to feed. I went in the stall to feed the bucks and no one came in. I walked out and into their pen and there was BeBe backed in the corner trying to ward off 3 bucks and an excited buckling that thought her head would get the job done. For the record, I have never once had a buck break out but it seems like every year I have at least one determined doe get in the buck pen. I’m trying to catch her but she runs out of the corner. As soon as she does Wowzers jumps on her and is running behind her on his back legs as he tries his best to breed her at a full run. When they dart out of the corner I’m hot on their trail. So here goes BeBe, four bucks, and my fat 🫏 running past Bob who is watering. He throws down the hose and gets into the brawl. Bebe turns back to her corner. Bob is trying to get between her and the bucks. He cuts two off but moonshine and Bingo juke him and are in hot pursuit of me and BeBe. We all make it to the corner at the same time. I manage to get a hold of BeBe and I’m trying to get her back into the stall and out the door. Moonshine breeds her mid-drag and Bingo is trying to knock him off. I’m in the middle of all of this and trying not to get mounted in the frenzy. I’m pretty sure my leg has buck juice on it at this point. I finally get Bebe in the stall and Bob blocks the back door while I open the front one to let Bebe in the hall. Me, Bebe and two of the bucks are in the hall. I crack the gate and let Bebe squeeze through then throw myself between the gate and Bingo. I get Bingo back in the buck stall and stop to catch my breath. We finish feeding, fix the breach in the fence and head to the house. Bob stops at his truck and is going to the gas station to get a jug of gas for the pump we just fired up. I go in and look in the freezer to see what diner will be. Aha chicken patties, that’s quick and easy. I get my phone to call Bob to tell him to get a pack of buns. I see a text from this weekends bride saying that the kitchen has water coming from the ceiling at the venue. Squirrels!! I hate them. I call Bob and tell him the glorious news. It was enough to make the deacon cuss so he headed back. We drove 45 minutes to the venue. Found where they had chewed through and fixed it. Cleaned up the water and are finally getting to call it a night. As I collapse on the couch I realize I smell like stress sweat, buck musk and wet dog. My clothes are covered in hair, dirt, insulation, and buck juice. The worst part is I can’t even feel sorry for myself because all of this is the result of decisions that I happily made. Like Bob just said, a normal Thursday. The positive in all of this is that Bingo is definitely back to 💯. I’m wearing the proof on my jeans🤣. Shower and bed and we’ll do it all again tomorrow. Don’t worry about BeBe, she got more than she bargained for but the h***y has no shame or remorse. She will be getting lute in 14 days since she was bred by her dad, her brother and possibly a cousin.
