So to continue with the cows are calving celebration week I have a little bit of a different story to share.
To begin with the circumstances surrounding Wade and I finally getting together hover around livestock, manure, rodeo, music, dancing, and beer gardens. Apparently when you put those things together you’ve got the setting for romance. So it should have came as no surprise that on our 5th or 6th date out at least a few of those elements would collide again. Sadly, it was manure and livestock this time only!
We had decided to go out and eat at a local diner, and end the night at my uncle’s house. He and his wife had recently had a baby and I was named godmother. I hadn’t seen the baby in a while and wanted to introduce Wade to that side of the family. ( I had already met his by our first date - but thats a different story) We got there and were visiting, everything was going smoothly. Both Wade and my uncle like to talk and shoot the bull. My uncle made a motion to get up – he was off to check cows as they had heifers calving. He asked Wade to come along – this was an honor! I didn’t think much of it, they would be back in a couple of hours. They were gone those hours plus some.
They came back in the house rosy cheeked and laughing; that’s when I learned Wade had spent the last couple of hours with 3 of my uncle’s at my grandpa’s house pulling a calf. I could just picture my uncle’s and Wade – their first time meeting behind the tail end of a heifer.
I knew it had to be love as I climbed into Wade’s truck he eagerly gave me a play by play of the entire birthing event. I couldn't help but notice the old sweatshirt he kept in his truck was on the floor board spotted with manure and afterbirth. Yep, I am pretty sure at the point driving down the gravel roads listening to him talk about the heifer that he was the man for me!
Each one of my uncle’s called me the next day to tell me how good of a guy I had.
Does anyone else out there have a romantic bovine date story?