Daisy was in a bad mood yesterday and all last night and still yelling at me this morning. Bad. Bad. Bad. She stands at her gate and moos with quite the nasty tone.
Noisy, bolshy and scary. She has PMT. Cows get that too you know. Some cows worse than others. And Our Daisy is worse than all the others. So everyone was steering clear of her yesterday. 
Which was just fine with her thank you very bloody much. My guess at her coming into season was spot on though, weren’t we just talking about this yesterday? 
There was thunder too for a wee while and so the dogs hid in the barn. We even got a light shower.
Queenie the little heifer stood out counting the raindrops. She really needs rain as she is quite the dirtiest cow on the Farmy. Bobbly Blanc came over.
and they had a chat about how cows cannot help having a bad day once a month. Just stay out of the way, don’t say anything stupid and it will be over soon. 
Charlotte galloped over to join in and he’s off. Pigs gallop did you know? But their legs do not bend right so they run in a jerky up and down, stompy stomp, kind of way. And fast. Pigs are fast. But Baby Blanc is a racehorse. 
This is the healthiest fastest tallest calf I have ever raised. He loves to run. Just high tails it out of there at any opportunity.
“He’s a bit flighty.” Says Charlotte. “Oh” says Queenie. 
Charlotte the little pig nods sagely, “We’re still training him”.
“Ah,” says Queenie the little cow. “I see.”
Good morning. Daisy bawled at the house all yesterday afternoon and all last night. Sleep was difficult. She has a megaphone bellow that she whips out and directs straight at my open bedroom window. I went out twice in the night and she was immediately quiet but I cannot stay in the field all night. And when Daisy is in season she will literally rear up and onto other farm animals. Me included. So it is best to stay on your own side of the fence. Milking her yesterday afternoon was like milking a wild horse. I had to use stern language when she kicked the cups off twice! Though I was ready for her the third time. All the milk had to go to the pigs though as the cups hit the floor and were no longer judged clean. Naughty cow.
I had forgotton how noisy and belligerent she is when she is in heat.
Best I gird my loins and go take on the wild cow! Her mood is all over in 24 hours so by tonight all will be quiet again, and in 21 days she will start over. The cycles of the farmy.
Have a lovely day. Today is Sunday here. I don’t cook meals or clean up after cooks on Sundays. Sunday I make cheese and ice cream. Then clean up after myself and someone else will take over the kitchen. So I hope to have time to visit you.
Now, I had better get going outside before Daisy takes out a fence trying to get my attention and you know as well as I do that she is perfectly capable of doing so. Darling girl.
celi
PS A year ago today I wrote a post attempting to explain why we are doing what we are doing. It is called Breaking in New Ground is Old. Once this is rewritten, (I have learnt a lot since then,) this piece will also be included in the introduction of the Farmy Book.
We missed one old post because I was distracted yesterday, but that is OK. Not everything in the past is worth revisiting!
c
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80 responses to “High tailing it Out of There!”
I sympathise for the lack of sleep. Charming piccies as usual. Jock says cows can’t have PMT as they don’t have menses – they have oestrus(es), so by rights it should be: Daisy has POT! Enjoy your no-cook day. I’ve had 3 this week, hence the putting on of vast quantities of weight.
Tell Jock thank you very much! When John cooks we eat very light thai soups and yummy stuff like that. every sunday. c
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My oldest had a couple of mares over the years who would get like that every month…never even considered what it would be like to have to milk them. Ugh…
Love those pics of Baby Bobby going full-tilt! Such joy!
Enjoy your no-cook Sunday, C!
When Daisy started this I was shocked.. no-one ever tells you these things!! c
Awww I hope poor Daisy stops her PMT soon!!! She is so beautiful and gentle I cannot imagine her being grumpy – as for your calf race horse, that is fabulous!!
Cheers
Choc Chip Uru
Morning Chip honey.. I must pop and see what you are up to! c
I grew up with a beef herd right across the road and remember well the noise the mamas could make -though I remember most the noise when the cows were separated from their calves (calfs?). That was a week or more of poor sleep..
Good morning!
Morning Heidi, Oh no, a whole herd would be loud alright! No sleep for you I imagine! c
LOL, even looks like Hairy Mclairy is hiding behind the gate 🙂 Gorgeous Pics of racing Calf. Enjoy your day 🙂 Laura
Oh dear Daisy – no matter, we still love you.
Happy cheese and ice cream making C.
🙂 Mandy
What’s the “T” in “PMT?” We say “PMS” here and the “S” is for “syndrome.” Everyone gets edgy when they are in season (Don’t ask me how I know). My sister-in-law flaked out yesterday (typical), so I missed my chance for a date this week. I’ll be howling along with Daisy until next Sunday when Ballad group meets. Fortunately, I have a guitar and can sing to sublimate.
Oh NO! We say PMS is NZ too and I always thought it stood for Pre Menstrual Stress. Who knows! Now we know that daisy has POT we can pretty much make our own rules!! Misery about your date. Was your SIL going to come and sit with your Mum? What we should set up is a babysitting service for care givers! That would be a very good service.. Lets think about that. c
Oh no — my Mom does not require sitting — she is a hale and hearty eighty-two — still climbs trees, hikes, does the housework. No, I had a date with my sister-in-law to go to a far-away farmers’ market (she drives, I don’t). I attempted to confirm that date for several days and didn’t hear from her. By the time I got back to Mr. Flirt to announce that I would be free after all, he had (understandably) made other plans. Then Barbara got back to me and said she didn’t think we had made a date! Grrr. I’ll live though — plenty to cook and paint and plenty of music to play and listen to.
Love your Mum.. climbing trees at 82 and hate it when plans get all crooked and crossed over like that.. well there will be a next time.. c
Pre mentstrual tension or syndrome, I believe.
love your photos and love what you are doing, returning the land for its original use. sometimes when i look around and see what has happened for progress it makes me ill. when we become dependent on someone or something else to sustain us in this world, we are headed for trouble. we were meant to live off the land, and to fend for ouselves
It is pretty awesome to be able to be independent food wise. If everything falls apart we will be able to eat at least.. Preparedness in the extreme!! morning terry! c
good morning my friend
Does “high tailing” it refer to the tail position – as in Bobby Blanc’s – when a cow or a horse is racing off? I’d never thought about it until I saw that picture.
I thought that too Roger. When an animal sprints away their tails go up high. I can only assume that that is the origin of the expression. Because it certainly means that! c
I have been reading your blog for a month maybe. Not as long as most readers! And I’m already in love with ALL the animals. The cows we hear a lot of, and I’m glad, bc even though I lived across the street from a dairy farm growing up, we didn’t actually go over and see them… I just had staring contests with them while I was waiting for the school bus lol. So it’s neat to see their personalities shine. Even though, with every animal, personalities are different, it’s still neat to learn what they are like personally and what they do in their day to day lives. For loving and womanly!!! lol.
The cows are being very prominent lately. I wonder why that is? The sheep and birds sit quietly in the heat I guess! Morning Ashley, it really is lovely to have you on board! c
Good old Hairy Maclairy, he looks as though he’s well used to Daisy’s PMT performances. Such a resigned look on his wee face!
Christine
just keeping his head down, very sensible chappy! c
Well it can be a blessing to have them show their heat cycle so noticeable. We’ve had cows that you couldn’t tell when they were in season. Then there’s the one (our current cow, Honey) who ALWAYS tries to kick the milk bucket over when she’s cycling. Love your pics as always. And I’m enjoying reading your last year posts.
Honey is the most adorable name for a cow and she is honey coloured.. Oh it must make you just cry when you see the bucket going over like that! c
Daisy is so comical. I know she is not to you at this 5 minutes but just look at that first picture. How can you not laugh? Celi I don’t know what is going on with wordpress but I am not receiving your posts in reader anymore. I am sorry I am delayed on my responses. Take care, BAM
Don’t worry honey, everything is moving slowly this time of year.. I shall pop over and see you and find out what is going on in HongKong! c
Poor Daisy! I bet the pigs don’t mind one bit 😉
Very nice mooing picture and Bobby racing. I love how all the animals seem to enjoy each others’ company – probably down to all the love they get from their farmer (or is that mother?).
Daisys milk was bad tempered too today and the cheese curdled so the pigs are Very happy!! c
Lucky pigs!
I hope Daisy feels better tomorrow, for her sake and yours 😉
Oh yes, i need the sleep! c
Hahahhaaha, I’m still laughing at finding out cows get PMT too. So that’s why women are called moody cows sometimes :))
OK Noodle, that is really funny! Moody cow indeed! You and ViV are rocking now!! c