"When you're dealing with cows, you never know what the day's going to bring." - David Gilmer, 1/27/09
The first thing my father said to me once I returned to the farm after breakfast was that we would have plenty to keep us busy. One of our bulls tore out of his pasture and tore into a pasture of young, virgin heifers. Luckily, the only one that we could determine was in heat was of breeding age and size, so no real harm was done. But, we had to drive the group of 60 from their pasture to our corral and sort them out. We went ahead and separated out 23 that can be bred and sent them to a vacant pasture, and returned the younger stock back to their original home. The two-year-old bull got banished to the dry cow pasture where there won't be any young heifers close enough to draw his attention.
This whole exercise consumed most of the morning, save for herding a fresh cow and calf out of the maternity pen and pulling the liner off the remaining silage in the pit were currently feeding out of. We'll take care of the typical afternoon duties of milking and feeding after lunch, and I imagine we'll try to haul up some wheat baleage as well before the rain sets in.
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