You know how only YESTERDAY Daisy promised not to head butt Hairy in 2012? Well it was still 2011 yesterday. We were working in the barn unearthing the 1953 Dodge. It will be my asparagus truck for the spring, I am going to park it at the end of the track and sell my fresh asparagus from it. As you can see it needs a wee clean up and well, getting it running would be useful too, so this is Winter Work for Our John. So off to the workshop it goes. 
There was a muck around with pens, we had to open the big doors and get the truck out, this resulted in the calves (Queenie and Baby Bobby) being momentarily stored in the pen where Daisy and Hairy hang out. They got into a tussle, there was confusion and the next thing you know Hairy Maclairy had bright red blood pouring down his face.
So I went in with the broom (I must get myself a shepherds crook, sticks are so useful for directing animals around, a stick with a Hook would be fantastic) Queenie and Baby Bobby were shooed back into the back pen. I narrowed my eyes at Daisy who just looked innocent and with a flick of my yellow broom dispatched Hairy into the corridor pen. Then sent Daisy to her room to Think about What She had Done! 
Within seconds we could see that the entire horn was gone. Broken off at skull level. Thank Goodness the bleeding had stopped as fast as it has started. We sprayed the site with iodine. He is such a good ram. He munched away on hay quietly for a few hours, seemed no worse for wear and then I put him back in with Mama. Where he proceeded to finish off her hay as well.
This horn, pictured below has always been a bother. He had his horns removed as a young animal but this one grew back. Though it grew as slowly as a glacier, at least twice a year John had to hold his head while I hacksawed it down a bit to keep it out of his eye. Never too much because we did not want it to bleed. It is dicey for a sheep to have the horn amputated when they are older, without using heat, as there are blood vessels in the actual horn. However very luckily he seems to have survived his surprise surgery without harm.
The other reason that we are taking the truck out is that it was stored where the two new pens are going to be built. The Winter Work list is rather long. In fact I am only revealing it to Our John in stages, so as not to risk a mutiny.
The Pig Pen will be built inside where it is dark and cool for sleeping and they will have a corridor to their outside yard where the paddling pool and their food and toilet will be. Then another larger pen for larger animals. 
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
c
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81 responses to “Blood in The Barn! Hairy can no longer Toot his own Horn!”
Poor Hairy! Too bad about that missed bit of horn-bud, too…you’re lucky he’s such a sweet-tempered boy!
That ram. t did not seem to bother him at all! You never trust a ram but so far he is sweeter than Mama.. c
I’m glad Hairy is alright. Your asparagus should sell well with the truck as shop front to attract customers.
I do hope so, that is my plan anyway! c
That Daisy is quite a character and I agree that a crook would be just the thing to ‘encourage’ her in the New Year’s resolution department! I have one for our ducks and it’s great as an arm extension when rounding the little blighters up in the summer when the sun still shines at 10p.m. and they give me that look meaning, “Bed? But it’s the middle of the day, can’t we play out for just a wee bit longer yet?”
Christine
Oh those naughty ducks! I know just what you mean Christine. c
Love love the asparagus truck! Please keep posting pictures of it when it’s spiffed up. Oh, and that look on Daisy’s face…what a perfect shot. Happy New Year!
When the asparagus truck has had a wash it will look so different! c
Glad Hairy is Okay! Daisy just had to get that last bit of feistiness out before the New Year started. Rufus? That was Baaaaad! 🙂 You must not have heard Daisy tell Hairy to mooooove it or looooose it! I guess that was a mooooot point! I’ll be over here in my corner. I know, I know, I’m going. Moooooving along now.
You are so funny, why didn’t I think of that.. move it or lose it!! ha ha ha c
It’s my weird sense of humor! Now nobody repeat this! It’s a quiet secret, but my nickname in high school was “Weird Harold” shortened to “The Weird”. Now if I hear any goings on about this I’ll find you and uhm…well…maybe ruin your plumbing so to speak!
You know, I raised horses for years; dogs. Never cows, sheep, chickens, other farm animals. We had two sheep here in Hawaii to keep our old rescue horse company. When their feet needed trimming and such, they were too wild to capture. Then they were eating all the fodder due to drought. Aiy-eeee! We finally gave them away – back to something I understood – the horse!
I admire your patience and perseverance with these creatures, as it takes time and understanding to run a farm! It is indeed a full time job.
Happy New Year to you! And all the residents of the farmie … 🙂
The 53 Dodge will be the perfect eye-catching prop from which to peddle your asparagus. Excellent idea. Old trucks like this possess such charm.
I can just see you with your shepherd’s hook! Glad your Hairy is a tough dude! I am amazed that you can take care of your animals – and seem to do it so naturally. Have you always had them in your life?
I grew up on a Beach Phyllis, but we spent most of our holidays on farms! So i am learning as I go along too! c
Hidden blessings in chaos! Now you won’t have to hold him down to hacksaw that horn.
Exactly, it was a rather terrifying procedure! c
LOVE, LOVE, LOVE your old truck!
So as it turns out Daisy was being a good cow by removing the horn – granted she could have done it with a bit more grace but she certainly got the job done – hopefully it won’t grow back again, so I have to say good girl Daisy, but please be more careful in future.
🙂 Mandy
I fairly sure that the horn will not grow back, fingers crossed.. Yes Daisy can be a bully!! c