Traffic pileup outside the hay stall in the back barnyard.
Babies in the way! Here comes one!
Gingersnap, Moon Pie’s baby.
How many different ways can I embarrass my cows? That’s Blossom, with her girly unders exposed to the world, AND she’s peeing. AND–does that look like she has a fifth teat? I must inspect that closer sometime soon! I’m still waiting for Blossom to calve, but she’s got a nice little udder on lately.
Blossom is a Brown Swiss/Jersey, just like Glory Bee, but she’s still smaller than Glory Bee. Blossom is just a two-year-old, ready to calve for the first time. She should be as big as Glory Bee eventually, though she’ll never be top cow around here–among the cows. That’ll always be Glory Bee, who doesn’t care much for Blossom and often ices her out.
Blossom, blocked out of the favorite stall.
Glory Bee was probably in there telling Moon Pie and Dumplin about her new baby. And I don’t even mean Pumpkin.
This past Saturday’s workshops included the birds and the bees with the cows as the bull was nose to tail following Glory Bee around all day long, and riding her, and she was standing for him. And even though he’s still young, and a little small yet, he proved he doesn’t need a ladder or even a downhill start to do his job. Glory Bee should be expecting in March!