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.
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.
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.
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
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.
There was a break in the clouds. The yearling bulls out in the bull pen decided to take advantage and moved outside to grab a bit of sunbathing time.
It was a lovely afternoon and at any given time, one or another of the bulls would be spread out flat to get the most sun.
I wanted to join in on the action, but sunbathing in 40 degree weather doesn’t work well for me. I’ll just have to wait for another month or two to catch some serious rays.
We are so happy to be moving into the new barn.
This is a bulk grain bag. Since we do not feed corn, the grain is made from grass and alfalfa screenings (the husks from the seeds) mixed with molasses and made into pellets. Continue reading
The nine calves we had put nose clips in just more than a week ago have now been moved away from their mothers. We have them in the barn closer to the house where we can keep a close eye on them and their progress through the stage of learning. All but one of these animals were fed inside a barn before we moved them this week.
With the help of Mulberry, who was born around the show barn and familiar with the idea of eating hay in a manger, the five bulls are calming down and are eating well.
The calves have all had their green nose clips removed and are getting their first tastes of clover hay along with chopped apples during their meals.
The four heifers are on the opposite side of the barn from the bulls and since they don’t have the calming effect of one that knows the rules, are a little more hesitant about sticking their heads in the manger for eating.
Within a couple of days they too will be comfortable with the process. Several of them are already letting me hand feed them an apple slice or two before shying away.