Caring for humans and creatures, writing about it all
Barry our original cow dad was delivered from up north. Arriving home we could see a young bloke sitting on the curb, beside him on a lead nibbling the nature strip was cute teenage Baz.
He sauntered into the paddock, sniffed his new mate Sally then made a beeline for the expensive bale of lucerne in the corner, no fence jumping or running off this time, we were learning.
But this compliant beginning didn’t last.
Continue reading “The First Calf”
Acreage and animal ownership brings joy and pain in equal measure, responsibility and hard work, you have to be up for it all! We’ve learnt on the job, made a few mistakes along the way.
Our first ever cow (Sally) arrived in a hired trailer. It was dusk. Rob drove in , shut the gate, then peered at her wondering what to do next?
Hindsight and many cows later, we should have left her in the trailer with fresh hay and water till the morning.
Seems obvious? Right?
Continue reading “The Runaway Cow”