The return to winter has slowed the melt, but the flooding continues. We drive nine miles to arrive at the farmstead next door.
We thought we had enough hay for Sheyenne.
But with the fresh snow cover, we need one more bale.
There are some bales of slough hay along the road which we can access.
Cattleman Jim uses his bale fork to bring the bale out of the field.
We bought our vet's used pickup. Three-quarter ton, lots of miles, but well taken care of. The box, which held his veterinary insert, is in excellent condition.
The bales belong to our neighbor who is happy to help us out.
We all understand about desperate times and desperate measures.
That's how neighbors are in GriggsDakota.
No one wants Sheyenne to go hungry.
The road is closed, so no worries about traffic.
Just one bale
fits neatly in the back of the pickup.
Cattleman Jim backs away
Then turns and heads home.
We drive the nine mile trip to get a quarter mile down the road.
And Sheyenne appreciates the effort in GriggsDakota.