I have felt like I have been sleep walking through a bad dream for the past 3 days.
The barn is still smoldering and the air still smells of melted plastic, rubber, metal and burning wood. It is windy today and very cold. As I drove up to the barn this morning small fires were burning on some of the beams, still.
It is unnerving.
I went through 3 hoses today before finding one that would connect to the damaged water pump. The cows were thankful. They prefer fresh water to licking the snow.
I am really missing the tractor. I am unable to move the big rolls of hay to the cows. The farmer has been physically moving them all the way from the hoop building to the field for the herd. He has been able, so far, to roll them the entire distance. 10 years ago I could do something like that until I blew out both rotor cuffs, my back and my knee. Farmers don't get old, they just break apart, piece by piece.