Monday, January 3, 2011
Driving Miss Daisy Doesn't Have Anything On Us
The first calf of the New Year was born to Crooked Foot. It is as tiny as Noel is large. Its a girl, guess I will name it Happy as in Happy New Year. Crooked Foot does well to have a crooked foot and manages to take care of her baby. John bought her at auction so doesn't know how she came to have a crooked foot. John decided to try to put a poor cow with a calf into the pens with Shelly Marie and Noel so she can get some special feeding. Still plenty of hay and water and we are still going out everyday to give out cubes. Although something did a number on the bale of hay during the night. Shelly doesn't usually throw a fit and mess the hay up with her horns like some cows do. I would think a racoon or some animal got in there and tore the bale up on one side but it has a hay ring around it so the hay will stay somewhat clean. Anyway the poor cow ( not poor in money, poor as skinny) was at the back forty so we had to drive her all the way to the pens. I've always wondered why when you get behind a cow and hoop and holler and flail your arms to get them to go where you want them to go not where they want to go, do they call it driving? There is no steering wheel involved. She wasn't fond of being driven so John tried leading her with cubes. That worked and her calf followed suit. Had to use a little trickery to get the calf in but it all worked out. Now Shelly has a friend and Noel has a friend in their own little apartment until John decides to turn Shelly and Noel out with the herd.