Official New Member

Our brand new bull that I had talked about  getting from Eastern Oregon has been settling into our farm well.  He American Angus Association registration papers arrived in the mail so he is now an official member of the Schmidlin Farm.

Black Angus bull calf in barn.KC Night Prowler was born 1/13/2017 and his registration number is 18890503.

We have him put up in the show barn in his own large pen. It is the penthouse suite of the farm, he has his own manger and private water tank. We have kept him segregated until he is comfortable in his surroundings, he still has the two heifers in the pen next to him and the bunch of two cows and their calves that have weaning clips installed and three yearling heifers just across the barn from him. So he is not lonely. Also, he is getting used to the barn cats. With four newly adult cats and five fluffy ball kittens scampering around, it has taken some time for the new bull to adjust to all the activity.

Yesterday, one of the adult-ish cats, Frick,  brought a gray squirrel, a newly acquired hunting trophy, into the barn. He deposited it in the hay right in the middle of Prowler’s manger where the writhing/hissing conglomeration of felines carried out the dismembering process. The bull didn’t care for the gift and all the cat action, so he kept to the other side of the barn until I retrieved what was left of the carcass, tossed out all the old hay, cleaned the area and refilled the manger with fresh hay, grain and a few chopped apples. The bull was skittish at first but is now back to normal schedule.

In a few days he will be moved out into the bull pen with the other bulls around the same age where they will grow together in space to graze and lounge under tall fir and cedar trees.


If I Told You To Go Sit In A Corner

It was a windy, rainy day and I was walking down the driveway to go out to the mailbox when I noticed a clump of bulls in the bull pen.

Four bulls cuddled up under a tree in the corner of the pasture.All four of them were snuggled into one little corner under a large fir tree. This was on a slope and within inches of the electric fence that runs on the inside of the woven wire fence.

The biggest bull was literally cornered. He had no way to have enough room to stand up until the other three made way for him to move. The snugness didn’t seem to bother any of them and they were content to stay this way for a couple of hours until the rain let up before slowly untangling themselves from the pile of bull they had created.

Now if I would have told them to go sit in a corner, how successful do you think I would have been?



Lose A Bull, Gain A Bull

One of our long time bull buyers from Clatskanie called the other day. He needed a new bull for his herd.

In the bull pen we had two bulls that were a year and a half old and three bulls that we had weaned last month that were 9-10 months old. We also had the herd sire that is nearly four years old and weighs well over a ton. Since we have used our herd sire for two years already, we need to switch out to a different herd sire for a new bloodline. The critters in the bull pen are all his offspring so are all half-brothers to each other. Continue reading

Requested Bull Now Sold

On 3/28/17 I had posted about the 2 year old bull named Cooley. I am happy to say that Cooley has now been sold and will be hauled to his new farm on May 7.

I would love to state that it was my post with amateur photos that did the trick, but the truth is that Cooley is the reason for the sale. Some buyers were out looking at the bulls and when they saw Cooley he sold himself.

That brings the available bulls for sale down to two yearlings. Bulls #8, SAF Wrench and #3, SAF Zippy are the last of the animals born in the Spring of 2016.

A Cold Start For 2017

December 14 is when our winter started to kick in. Snow, silver thaw, ice and more snow has continued into the first of the year.

Although it was not big amounts at any one time, the temperature has steadily hovered right at the freezing level for three weeks now. There has not been a moment when snow could not be seen hanging out on the shaded side of the pastures, banks that had slid of the tin roofs, and what was plowed off the roads by the county crew. For us, this is a good, solid winter.

Several Black Angus Bulls hanging around a fire.When we started a fire under an old growth stump to clean up an area in the bull pen, the boys couldn’t leave the warmth alone.

The bulls huddled so close around the fire that it was impossible for anyone to stoke up the flames by adding cleanup branches.

With a lot of pushing, shoving and general horse (cow) play, the bulls effectively put out the fire in short order and dismantled the stacked fuel supply. The next try at cleaning up this spot will have to be when the firemen are not on duty in this pen.

Brush Encroaching Fence Line

I live in an amazing part of the world. Our mild winters and comfortable summers with lots of rain produce a climate that is vibrant and constantly growing.

Reading about the history of this area recently, I came across some excerpts from diary of a fella that kept daily notes about the region. This was back in the late 1900’s. He mentioned that it was hard to find evidence of Indian population around here because the thick, tall stand of fir trees left little open area for homes. Continue reading

Sunken Bulls

The 3 bulls that are left for sale have been moved to the same side of the pasture area of the bull pen. After a bit of scuffling, they have decided who is boss and they settled down to a comfortable routine.

As I watch them from the house, I noticed that they are really enjoying the swamp area of the pen. The marshy area is still quite wet and growing lots of luscious grass. The yearling bulls step out into the swamp and sink right up to their bellies as they nibble the greens. It is quite a sight to see the bulls happily eating away while they are half buried in the mud, they don’t have to bend down to nibble those green shoots.