Feeding and checking cows is part of our daily routine here at the farm.
I use the term “our” very lightly. The farmer and Peanut usually do this. I spend this time cleaning and scrubbing the house.
I use the terms “cleaning” and “scrubbing” very lightly. The definition of those words to me, lately, is burying my nose in a book called Fall of Giants. Hee hee.
Today, however, the farmer and Peanut had the privilege of my presence on the feed run. We started at one of the pastures where we keep 8 heifers. We’ll take a little jaunt back to middle school and call them the C team. These girls aren’t bred, so they’ve got a ways to go before they’re on the line.
(Cue the music)
dum-duh-dum, dum-duh-dum, dum-duh-da-da-dum,
dum-duh-dum, dum-duh-dum, dum-duh-da-da-dum…
Texas just can’t help but lick her lips in anticipation! Corn chops, molasses, distiller’s grain, blender pellets…If that doesn’t make your mouth water, I don’t know what will!
Uh…ya got a little somethin’ on your nose, there?
We passed by the A team on our way.
The farmer’s uncle has some beef cattle we keep any eye on. My husband is usually extremely observant, so it didn’t shock me at all to hear him say, “I’m thinking we’ve got a baby. That gray cow is hiding in the trees.” I had to look for a whole minute before I even saw her. She was gray, OK??
I really wanted to show you this Brangus because I get such a kick out of how cute they are. Pointy heads and big ol’ floppy ears. I don’t have a full Brangus calf to show you, but if I did, you would see a bovine rabbit. That’s what they look like to me, anyway.
If you got between her and any calf, she would cease to be cute very quickly. I’m pretty sure this breed takes pleasure in mowing humans to the ground. They’re great mommas because they’re fiercely protective.
I’m a little concerned about this pairing. I’m thinking someone got switched at birth.
Finally, we drove over to check on the cow trying to hide and saw a little gray blob on the ground. The farmer and I were worried. It got down into the teens the night before. That’s awfully cold for a little one to come into the world.
But not for this little toughie!
He just might be one of the cutest calves I’ve ever seen.
So glad I went along for the ride today.