Ok, back to business! I rearranged animals the other day. Mia, Meadow and The Murphy are in The Daisy Paddock with the big gate closed so they have very little shade in the morning. I made them a beer tent. They seem more than happy with it. Their shade gets bigger as the sun moves through its arc.
Mama is still in the Rat House Paddock. She is doing OK and her udder is looking healthier and very slowly shrinking. So far so good in that department.
TonTon and the Big Bobby are up to something.
Here is why I am fastidious about cleanliness in the milking parlour. To cool down, the cows like to stand in mud. Cooling their heels. In fact to save me the trouble of making mud for them, they will often make the mud themselves which is .. um.. kind. Queenie, I know you are hot and not feeling sociable…..but I think you can do better than that. Don’t let me catch you sneering at Camera again. It is not Camera’s fault that you are hot.
Sorry miss c. But it is just that I am dirty and so hot. Miss c? Yes Queenie, honey. Daisy is splashing mud on me, tell her to stop it. I don’t like it. Her mud is smelly.
Sheila you can’t just lie in that mud to keep it all for yourself. Oh no, that’s OK miss c. I can!
And now for the obligatory rooster shot.
Did you just call me Obligatory. I am the Son of the Son of Neanderthol man. Did you know that there is a chicken sitting on eggs in this car? Who left the window down?
Good morning. We have another day with high temperatures ahead of us. The 100’s are getting monotonous. Wearing my animals down. They are drinking huge amounts of water. How did the pioneers do this without hoses and taps? Their animals would have had a much higher value than ours due to isolation. If they lost their milk cow the whole pack of cards would collapse. They must have been hauling buckets of water from the creek down the back until their backs broke.
Daisy is still giving a good amount of milk. Altogether she milked 63 pounds yesterday in that heat. (8 pounds is a gallon, it is too early for maths for me) Her treats bucket is loaded with zuchinni and corn cobs and cabbage. She munches as I milk.
I am cooling the house the old fashioned way. In the night I open all the doors and windows then in the morning, when I go out to milk, I shut the doors and windows, locking all that cool air in. It is a bit like catching the dark in a jar but it works for a while.
Good morning. Have a lovely day.
There was no blog on July 5, 2011. So no retrospective today. There is a lot of courage is starting a blog and I think mine was coming in short sprints at that point. Though as some of you have very kindly pointed out that first post can be the skeleton for the opening paragraphs so I shall start work on that today. c