Cleo's Last Day

Mom and I have been to cousin Leo's farm for the last two days. I got one bedroom cleaned out and mom kind of wandered around unsure of where to begin.

The little farmer, Allen, who has been caring for Cleo has an appointment today for Cleo. She won't be coming back. I hate that we couldn't find a better option, but we were able to work out with the estate that Allen pays for the processing and gets to keep the meat. At least Cleo's remains will go to a good home. Allen and his family do not have much in their lives and I suppose this is the best option for Cleo.

We had considered taking her to mom's farm, but the barn isn't heated and the cost of feeding her isn't cheap. Plus, mom keeps animals until they die on their own, so then how do you bury a 1,000 pound cow? Then we had an offer from the woman in Tennessee. But she had another cow and Cleo had no way to protect herself and the local farmers said the other cows bullied her. She may have died of fright in the long trailer ride to Tennessee.

I was up before dawn this morning thinking about how hard the farmer's life is. I was also thinking about how my blog on the fundraiser was like a country song. I also thought about taking a trip. I also thought about my 'luigi' for Cleo. I guess I do have ADD.