Queenie Plays Possum

Poor Old Queenie is so big and so round and so short the only way she can get comfortable is to lie like that. It terrifies me.

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I’m fine, she says. I’m fine. Don’t get your knickers in a twist. (Expectant mothers hate fussing.)

I feel as though I have had my pause button pushed then disabled while I wait for Daisy’s calf to arrive.  I am afraid Queenie’s won’t be that far behind.

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While I wait I have been cleaning.  It is hell. I am a sulky house cleaner at best. My barn is better organised than my house. waiting-some-more-022 waiting-some-more-028

The sun was out yesterday and almost all the snow is gone, gone, gone.  So I opened the Chook House door and out they flew. Thrilled to be back out in the Great Outdoors.

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Well lets see what happens today then!

Have a lovely day.

Your friend on the farmy

celi

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58 responses to “Queenie Plays Possum”

  1. OK, how about this. Both cows have their calves on the same day. That would keep you busy…..not that you aren’t already. Keep the camera with you.

  2. Great illusion of the chicken flying on the end of the chain. I hate it when my animals lay themselves out like they’re dead…they’re always so outraged when you poke them or scream their name loudly …..whaaat!!!

  3. Just LOOK at that sunshine. No wonder your expectant girls are having a nice bask. But the trouble with sunshine is that it shows up dust and dirt so well, isn’t it?

  4. Celi, I do have a feeling spring is about to push that awful winter back for good. Such lovely pictures. And methinks Daisy and Queenie have had a few nighttime talks about their common situation!! And made a few decisions!! Reading all the comments tho’ a line from my favourite ‘September Song’ is singing in my head ‘Oh the days dwindle down to a precious few . . . .one hasn’t got time for the waiting game’ . . . 🙂 ! Yes, I’ll be ‘looking in’ regularly also . . . . Love ‘Moana’, never knew what it meant!!

  5. I hope you’ll have some kinder weather when the calves arrive. And I hope there is a little time between them, too. Last year I had two first-time mothers who were themselves born here two years earlier, daughters of my cashmere herd queen. Well, those darling sisters gave birth within an hour of each other, each with one little girl.
    It was very efficient and convenient…when it was over and everyone was dry and snug! During the mutual labor and syncopated birthing, it was a little more excitement that I really need on a bitter cold night in April.

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