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Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Twins, NOT

The cow with the long horns must aspire to be a model because she always seems to appear in every picture I take of cows. I don't know how this happens as he has about thirty cows, three bulls, and Iv'e lost count of the number of calves. You see how she is looking at the camera? It isn't about her though. It is about the two calves standing side by side in the middle. I wrote about them once before. They are born of different mothers one day apart but they took up together and are always together. If one lays down  on the ground, the other does too. If one goes to another part of the ranch they both go. Before I moved out here I had no interest in cattle. I hardly paid attention to them passing a field or pasture. Now I know cows are smart. They know how to raise their babies better then some humans do. They have their own personality. Some are bossy, some are loners. Some are best friends with another cow, some are scared of their shadow. Some tend to be a little mean spirited. Some are so tame and kind like my Shelly Marie. I still miss her but John always told me when you're in the cattle business don't get attached. They are not pets. Sure is hard not to make a pet of Josie but I'm trying to just love her from afar. In some ways she is doing well but sometime she gets confused looking for her mama and goes in circles. The day may come as it did for a cow that went blind when she has to be sold. The blind cow was disrupting the working of the cattle. Not on purpose of course just because she couldn't see so she had to be sold.

9 comments:

Jill said...

The story of the two calves is so sweet! I really do enjoy your cattle tales. I do keep hoping all goes well for Josie.

TexWisGirl said...

it is a hard business. that's why i've never bred any of my animals (horses, dogs - and only my barn cat had one litter before i could get her fixed) because i could never let them go.

Wendy said...

It's very hard to see them go but I do think it's easier if you were raised on a ranch and or dairy. You get use to it at a young age. I always ended up being the one that had to put the young calves down when it needed doing and I cried but did it...I hate seeing animals suffer!

jack69 said...

nature teaches us all. We (looking in from the outside) are learning from you. It is always interesting to read about the cows (even turtles and wild Turkeys). It amazes me about the calves, how they know their mother's sound above all others.
SWEET.

Chatty Crone said...

It's funny - cows have personalities just like people - I really had no clue. sandie

TARYTERRE said...

Fascinating to know the psychology of cows.

Leave It To Davis said...

I love that they have BFF's....(not beefs...lol)....that is so endearing! You may make a vegetarian out of me yet. My hubby got so attached to his pig in 4H that he cried when it went to market. Instead of this little piggy crying all the way home, it was this little boy cried all the way home over his piggy. I could never get rid of any of the kittens we had or any of the puppies...that's why we have 3 dogs now. I couldn't let the puppies go....grow too attached to them.

Lately, when I have been watching the birds who nested in our birdhouse, I am coming to think that all creatures are much smarter than we give them credit for! How the heck do they know what tree they have made a nest in? How do they remember where to fly to get back to their little birdhouse? Nature amazes me more as I get older. Thanks for sharing these wonderful animal stories with us. I truly enjoy them all.

~mel said...

Growing up on a farm I certainly do know what you mean about the personalities of all animals, not just the cows. I too sympathize with you about Josie and what will happen with her down the line. Poor lil' bugger.
Now... that cow with the long horns ~ she reminds me of the "where's Waldo" pictures. Our son Sam is like that ~ he's always showing up in pictures like that too:)

Lucy said...

I like baby calves but I think I have mentioned before that we had a bull calf that my brother let run the farm. He went from cute calf to a bull that hated me and chased me every so often, well lets say every time he got the chance. I swear he would hide to where we could not see him but he could see us. It finally got to where anyone that was walking back from the outhouse was attacked. Finally sold him when he started chasing my dad and brother.