The sun is rising over the barns, the newest and long awaited arrival, Hol-ley the heifer calf is hopefully sleeping peacefully in her pen, totally unaware of the excitement of her birth.
It was Holly our youngest Woofer Intern doing a cursory butt check having spent a long week watching every swat of the tail, lump bump and swelling that noticed the discharge from Molly’s nether regions. This past week has been spent watching much of the same but somehow, this discharge was different and young Holly excitedly predicted the obvious…Molly is going to have her baby! Yesterday was the day that Derek and Lesley had elected to go shopping and as the contractions got stronger there was still no sign of our happy twosome. A quick panic phone call and the Chevi screetched into the barnyard, doors opened and within seconds there was a breathless whispering audience watching every move. Holly found a vantage point on the top of the hay pile. Derek Lesley and Greg, watching through the wooden gate held their breath as two larger than normal hooves appeared but no wet nose.Molly was having a problem and Greg stepped in to quietly assist. Within moments, little Hol-ley slid out, the cutest gangliest stickiest new arrival ever.The A team went into action and I’m not sure who enjoyed it most, the girls rubbed and whispered sweet nothings, the calf warm dry and contentedly full of mommas rich creamy milk slept. Welcome to our world little Hol-ley.
Yesterday was a busy day on the ranch besides the late arrival of the calf, it was a BAD day for the roosters. Pillage and plunder has been the norm in the henhouse over the past few weeks and the young roosters have been less than courteous in their amorous attentions. The A team went into action to restore peace and tranquillity. I was assigned to block the henhouse door…with my butt whilst it was temporarily screwed shut. I confess to more than a little anxiety …but it was all good and then the roundup began. Derek flew into action, ten places at once..sadly where the roosters were…not where they had gone too. Holly used speed and agility..the roosters were faster and more agile, Greg used the praying mantis move…but the roosters had eyes in the back of their heads and no praying mantis was going to snatch them. I just picked the offenders out and Lesley who is currently on the officially temporarily broken list took photos. What a team ! Wish you had been here Quatre…and see you soon to share the fun Nara.
Time to go down to feed a calf. Take care, keep safe, M
It was Holly our youngest Woofer Intern doing a cursory butt check having spent a long week watching every swat of the tail, lump bump and swelling that noticed the discharge from Molly’s nether regions. This past week has been spent watching much of the same but somehow, this discharge was different and young Holly excitedly predicted the obvious…Molly is going to have her baby! Yesterday was the day that Derek and Lesley had elected to go shopping and as the contractions got stronger there was still no sign of our happy twosome. A quick panic phone call and the Chevi screetched into the barnyard, doors opened and within seconds there was a breathless whispering audience watching every move. Holly found a vantage point on the top of the hay pile. Derek Lesley and Greg, watching through the wooden gate held their breath as two larger than normal hooves appeared but no wet nose.Molly was having a problem and Greg stepped in to quietly assist. Within moments, little Hol-ley slid out, the cutest gangliest stickiest new arrival ever.The A team went into action and I’m not sure who enjoyed it most, the girls rubbed and whispered sweet nothings, the calf warm dry and contentedly full of mommas rich creamy milk slept. Welcome to our world little Hol-ley.
Yesterday was a busy day on the ranch besides the late arrival of the calf, it was a BAD day for the roosters. Pillage and plunder has been the norm in the henhouse over the past few weeks and the young roosters have been less than courteous in their amorous attentions. The A team went into action to restore peace and tranquillity. I was assigned to block the henhouse door…with my butt whilst it was temporarily screwed shut. I confess to more than a little anxiety …but it was all good and then the roundup began. Derek flew into action, ten places at once..sadly where the roosters were…not where they had gone too. Holly used speed and agility..the roosters were faster and more agile, Greg used the praying mantis move…but the roosters had eyes in the back of their heads and no praying mantis was going to snatch them. I just picked the offenders out and Lesley who is currently on the officially temporarily broken list took photos. What a team ! Wish you had been here Quatre…and see you soon to share the fun Nara.
Time to go down to feed a calf. Take care, keep safe, M
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