#41 And Rudy

Cow #41, Ruby, was noticed hanging by the gate to the nursery field all by herself when we crossed the bridge for the evening chores. She was in labor and wanted to get away from the main herd before she calved. Continue reading

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From Above

Once the snow/slush/mud gets to be too deep for the Gator to travel from the house to the barn across the river or from the barn to the outdoor feeders, the tractor is used. We secure a plywood topped pallet to the forks of the front loader creating a solid base. Bales are stacked on the pallet and someone (me) gets the opportunity to ride on the bales out to the feeders. Continue reading

Off The Main Trail

Doing the morning chores is a fairly regular set of circumstances. First the cows hear the Gator starting up over by the house, they see us driving over the bridge, opening gates, loading hay from the barn, then driving out to the outside feeders.

The main herd typically follows the rocked path that leads to the feeders. They scramble to get there ahead of the Gator so they can annoy us by standing right in our way or trying to pull bites of hay out of the bales as we try to get the feed from the Gator into the big, round feeders. Continue reading

If He Only Knew

Jackson our ‘wild child’ dog is able to wait patiently when he knows that it will be soon time for us to start up the Gator for chores, especially when it’s feeding time.

Black and white dog in cargo bed of Gator.If he only knew that mere feet below his snout, a black kitten was also waiting for the signal for dinner time to begin on the farm.

The kitten was waiting as patiently as the dog, and knows what is coming since the order of mealtime is run in a pattern.

The motor of the Gator starting sends cattle, dogs and cats into frenzied anticipation with copious amounts of saliva as they anticipate their upcoming meal. (Come to think of it, my tummy starts rumbling about that time of day knowing that our dinner time follows the critters meals.)

The Magic Number

The mild week of weather has me watching the outside temperature closely. Every time we get above 50 degrees, I move the little tomato seedlings (now an inch tall) from inside the garage to outside in the fresh air. Right now, the move is as simple as setting one tray from inside the window sill to setting it on the picnic bench on the porch to drink in the sun while being protected from swirling breezes or showers. Continue reading

Big Dents In Haystacks

This is the time of year when we go through a lot of the hay that we had made during the summer. We are feeding twice a day so the cows have a constant supply since there is not much to graze upon when nothing is growing.

We estimate we are about halfway through the hay we put into the barns. January 1st is considered our halfway point of needing to feed large amounts. Continue reading