Hello again! I started working on the electric fence issue this afternoon and the first thing I noticed was the wire between the chicken house and gate was broke. I think probably a deer must have done that because the cows had been content in the hayfield where they weren’t supposed to be. HAHAHAHA! I think if the cows had have done it they would have been in the backyard. One other time the wire was broke and some of the cows were right next to it but hadn’t noticed yet. I get a strange feeling when that wire is broke because it keeps the cows out of the yard. There three places dad put an electric fence that I just don’t understand. Between the chicken house and gate, behind the lagoon, and in front of the south hayfield. Make that four. The electric fence along the swamp behind the south hayfield. If the cows get out any of those places… Now, if they get in the hay lot because of a broken wire that is usually as far as they go. But, if there is a broken wire somewhere around the hay lot, that would be another story, too.
One way or another, I am going to put up barbed wire everywhere it should be instead of an electric fence. Seriously, it is kind of stressful wondering if the cows are where they belong or out grazing on the neighbor’s lawn. Most of the electric fence is rusty and needs replacing anyway.
Anyway, while I was working on the fence and the cows were in the hayfield, I heard a cow let out a LOUD moo. She was down by the walnut trees giving birth. I was back and forth from the chicken house to plug in and unplug the electric fencer as I attempted to find the short. Earlier, I had disconnected the wire going to the electric fence and the fencer went from 0.0 to 14.0. So, I knew there was a short but finding it was a different story. I did figure it out and the last time I checked the fencer was reading 16.4. 🙂 Only one cow, the one who broke the fence, will be brave enough to touch it. She is smart enough to know, since I was working on the fence, that it is working now so she may not even touch it either. Cows are no dummies!
By the time I was finished with the fence, the new calf was already up and nursing. I walked over to have a look and saw it was July (the cow’s name). I could tell it was her mainly because of her personality since she is a regular pet. Well, I spoiled her at a very young age. She had no problems with me coming right up to her and petting her. Hmmm… Maybe this isn’t July. Well, for now, this is July unless I find out different.
Some calves have issues nursing, but this one had no problem. It took the second calf almost all day to figure it out.
What a cutie, huh? One thing good about using a Hereford bull is that all the calves look different. With the cows, you have to get to know them to tell them apart. Maybe they have a white spot on their udder, a white tip on their tail or their navel is bigger. The older cows have bigger udders, too. If all else fails, their personalities are all different.
She has a lot of whiskers, too. Just look at the freckles on her nose and those long eyelashes!
She already has her moms personality! She walked right up to me and her mom didn’t object one bit. If this had have been one of the first two cows, this would have NOT been allowed.
Now she knows who I am and a little scratch behind the ears feels good. The first and third calf won’t let me pet them but the second one does. This afternoon after I finished up with the fence, he was laying just inside the hayfield, almost under the electric fence. I pet him a little then rolled him under it. Since he is a couple of days old now, his mother is OK with it. Plus, I helped him walk to the shade behind his mother when he was just a few hours old. I pet #3 while he was sleeping out in the hayfield but when he realized I wasn’t his mother licking him, he got up and took off like he had been shot.
When I first came back in 2013 I would sit out in the pasture and the calves would come up behind me and check me out. Eventually, we became good friends and July is one of those calves. I also kept one of her half-sisters.
Calves are very curious and will follow you until you turn around. After a while, when I am moving the cows from the back pasture, the calves will be waiting for me to come up the lane behind them.
Well, I suppose I better close this post. It is about 1 AM and I guess I should go to bed. Until next time, stay well, be safe, positive and be thankful! As always, GET DIRTY!