Brandin'

It was time to brand the three new heifers.

So dear son #4 rounded up a crew to help.

Dear-daughter-in-law #3 helped, in her flip-flops no less, by using the branding iron.

It was a bit of a rodeo at times with Dotty making wild dashes through fences. And at one point her "mad momma" came running down the alley way to see what was happening to her babe. But Dotty escaped. She was finally branded when she got herself penned on the round corral fence.

 The littlest didn't think much of brandin'. She was much happier to be with her daddy.