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
The Kitchen's Garden 
80 responses to “High tailing it Out of There!”
Was “steering clear” an intentional pun?
No it wasn’t .. good for you! (laughter!) i wish it had been intentional i would have looked awfully clever!! c
Celi, I had no idea that cows had mooood swings. Bobby Blanc is wonderful! Loved your photographs of him today. 😉
~ L
Sorry about your sleepless night Cecilia
My birds used to do that and it was hard to handle but they were small birds and hardly compare to the sound or damage a big cow can make!
Daisy has such presence, it comes through strongly in that first photo – she is an old-soul bovine! Your post Breaking in New Ground is Old is one that inspired me to more awareness on sustainability vs big business practices. Simple words which have a huge impact on reminding us all of that which too many would forget for the sake of convenience, and/or profit.
What’s soooo enjoyable about this blog–I learn so much. All my life, I’ve been an “arm-chair farmer” –mooning about being one, not knowing the first thing about it–just that it’s so romantic. I didn’t even know a cow had to have a calf in order to give milk. Duh! And now I’ve learned cows have PMS. It’s not one bit hilarious, but I can’t stop laughing. Isn’t life funny how nothing is what it seems! I enjoyed reading your blog of last year…the history of the farm. Fascinating too!
Love that daisy made you laugh.. actually that shot of her mean face made me laugh too! We are all learning together that is why it is good! c
I would not like to meet a cow with PMT. Daisy seems to be quite a master of it. (I wonder why those pioneer prairie tales never mentioned the joys of living with a cow with PMT?!) 🙂
Love your running pig! It brought fond memories of the aforementioned Roosevelt T Pig. On the first nice day of spring he would buck like a horse all the way across the yard, he always made me laugh. Rosie Pig really really hated the cold and snow!
Good Morning C
I know all about those cows with PMT. Very grouchy when they are in the yards. Yesterday we drafted off the yearling calves from there mums. They really bellowed all night in the paddock by the house, thank heavens for double glazing.
Have a nice night
G
Oh dear. That does sound like quite a day on the farm. I had no idea cows suffered from PMT. There’s really not a lot that separates the humans from the animals is there. I hope you got some sleep last night and that the next collection of milk was clean enough for the humans xx
A cow with PMT. That is so funny! (though I know it’s no joke when you have to milk her). Bobby Blanc is my favourite at present. He is so handsome and athletic and elegant. I loved the sequence showing him in movement. When I was at primary school we had to have a calf to lead around the ring at the Agricultural Show for Calf Judging. Not living on a farm, we had to ‘borrow’ our calves from a farm nearby. Bobby Blanc would have won all the prizes I’m sure.
I hope that Daisy is more cheery tomorrow. I love that photo of her! Just precious. A happy morning to you all!
It sounds like Daisy needs a pedicure and some chocolate to get her through her monthly. 😉
Mad cows (it’s not just a disease) are no joke – they carry a lot of bulk and once moving, just get out of the way.
Love the shot of Charlotte and Queenie discussing things.
Hope things calm down…maybe a cooling shower