Nothing yet. Same Cow. Same Spot. Different Day.
Boo is entranced by the chickens. He just stands like that and stares around. Waiting for them to start line dancing or something.
Oh, it was a lovely day yesterday. I worked in and around the barn all day. It was just wonderful. The Milking Parlour awaits and I can wait too. Though poor old Daisy’s udder it so big and so tight. Hopefully her calf does not wait too much longer, for her sake. Sometimes calves come early sometimes they come late. Though there are no guarantees, last time she calved with no problems so she should do alright this time too. Touch wood.
Pigs!. Yesterday I talked to the banker about buying a few feeder pigs for this summers pork.(Plonkers) No, I was not arranging a loan, his children breed pigs to help pay for their college. So I will buy a few barrows to fatten on milk and eggs and grass/hay. (You will remember that a barrow is a castrated male pig). He said it is a bit cold for them to leave home yet, (his barn is heated) so we are shooting for the first week in April.
And don’t forget that on the 29th (if all goes well) we will be driving down to a town close to Springfield, Il, to collect our wee KuneKune giilt ( a gilt is young girl pig who has never been bred). She will be 6 weeks old and her middle name will be Moana. She will be the founding member of my KuneKune breeding program. I am not sure what we will (actually) call her yet. Names are tricky. Anyway, that will be a fun day. I have not been anywhere in so long that I am looking forward to the excursion. Her pen in the barn is under construction. It is right next door to Sheila so they can talk to each other.
Another quiet night for Daisy. Maybe today is the day. Remember that if anything dramatic does happen, I will probably pop a picture on facebook. But all the good shots will be saved for you to view at dawn. The blog always goes out across the world at dawn, my dawn. All the images are from yesterday. Everything is current and honest; bare faced (as opposed to bare arsed which would be unsettling).
Thank you all for reading and sticking with me through this dreadful winter. I can see the light now! I hope you can too.
Have a lovely day.
Your friend on the farmy
celi
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54 responses to “Nope, still no calf –”
It really is looking beautiful in here. You’ve probably sorted your t-shirts but I just stumbled on something called cafepress that might be of interest, Poor Daisy. Waiting is never fun. 😦
She shows no signs of letting it go tonight either.. i am off to check my dates!
When did babies ever check the calendar?! 😉
Emily Summer managed to ‘steal’ my proposed line 🙂 ! If we all PRETEND nothing special is in the pipeline both the girls will assuredly end up in the maternity ward!! Meanwhile think of the nursery to which to look forward!! Calves and kunekunes and plonkers and eating chickens I bet and you promised us a new peacock . . . . soon you will be feeding them with one hand and using the camera with the other whilst we cheer!!!
You have hit the nail on the head Eha! The chickens are ordered too! It is all out from now on. Oh how I wish you all were ACTUALLY here.. it feels like you are down the road.. I could grow your food too.. c
Oh Miss C – I could hug you to bits at the moment 🙂 ! Yes, and tho’ most of what you do would be physically very slow going for me, I could keep your vegetable areas weedfree !!!!! Actually, Celi, I think we ALL feel we are just down the road from you . . .
I feel a bit like a voyeur with Daisy’s every move being recorded. When I was pregnant and four days late the hardest comments to endure were: “Are you still here?”
Queenie sure is taking her time!
Anticipation…
We’ll all be line dancing with the chickens in delight of spring! Poor Daisy, I wouldn’t lug all that around, either. I’d just lie there and wait.
If you look cross-eyed at a peep of chickens, a 3D image pops out. Boo knows.