Bonnie, the Jersey cow

Our latest addition to the menagerie came last week in the form of a 4 yr old doe-eyed dairy bovine with fawn colored skin and a silky brown tail.  Ponderous belly swollen with her impending calf, she descended from the trailer and surveyed her domain. 

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Our ten grassy acres with tall shade trees and a cool clean barn was  a far cry from her former living quarters.  Up to her knees in muck with no dry place to lay down and no shelter, her old home was not worthy of her highness.  This new place was much  more to her liking and she showed her approval by promptly diving into the fresh spring grass and shoving the Holstein bottle calves out of her way. 

Her highness becomes a bit undignified though when the whistle is sounded and the grain bucket rattled.  Her addiction to this cracked grain ambrosia causes her to throw haughtiness to the wind and come a-running, belly swinging, udder flopping, tail flying in the wind. 

 

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Watching her coming, I had flashbacks of my third pregnancy and the sounds of the Dreyer’s coffee ice cream container opening… Let’s just say the scene was somewhat similar…

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Only on the Prairie…

Kids heading out the door to catch the school bus…

Mom to Kenna : Sweetie, put your heavy coat on!  It’s only 20 degrees out!

Kenna:  Mooommm! I can’t wear my heavy coat!  It has calf slobber on it from feeding bottles this morning!

Mom: I am sure you are not going to be the only child in school with calf slobber on their coat! Go put it on!

Pretty sure this wouldn’t happen in a city house on a typical morning…

Published in: on March 10, 2009 at 2:32 pm  Leave a Comment  
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Calves in the barn, calf in the laundry room…

Something about spring coming makes me want to accumulate animals, much to my husband’s chagrin!  

It must be some primal urge to mother small creatures and since we are done having children, I have to take my mothering instinct to the corral…

That sounded really weird…

 

Because of my primal mothering instinct, and because the milk market has just tanked,  we now have 7 Holstein bottle calves in our barn…

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Well, 6 Holstein calves in the barn and one sick calf in the laundry room…

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What can I say? It’s cold outside, she needs supervision and I don’t feel like walking to the barn every 15 minutes to check on her…

 

This is also to my husband’s chagrin… I think he is really regretting taking me to the livestock sale this morning…

It’s like walking an alcoholic into a bar and handing them the bottle opener…

But he really loves me…really, really loves me… and it doesn’t hurt that he really loves beef too…

 

Not a big fan of sick beef in the laundry room though!

Published in: on February 28, 2009 at 6:25 pm  Comments (3)  
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