.. has proven herself to be a voracious eater, with a lovely friendly temperament and plenty of gumption, even chewing down on her cabbage (sliced very small with a little molasses).
With Sheila very loudly eating her hay next door as a ‘good example’.
And being watched by a cat. Of course. There is always a cat somewhere, watching.
I called the vet about Daisy being so late and she said take her for a walk. So we did. We walked up and down Pats Paddock. I said to her lucky they are not making you jump down steps .. a doctor did that to me once.
If there is no change this morning I shall call and see if we need to induce her. Her udder is so big now she is rubbing herself raw. Nothing is easy this year.
Come on Daisy.
Poppy.
She does have some toilet issues but I am putting that down the change in diet and environment. She is also very small for her age, but sturdy. Good legs. She is a climber too, I found her literally climbing the walls!
I hope you all have a lovely day.
I hope I have some good news for you soon.
your friend on the farm
celi
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The Kitchen's Garden 
77 responses to “Poppy the little pig”
Yaaahhooooooooo, it finally happened!!! The vet was right! Daisy needed a walk!!! So excited about both Poppy and Daisy’s new baby!!! xo
Congratulations, Celi! You must be a whirling dervish on that farm, ministering to so many needy creatures. Just so happy and relieved Daisy has had her calf. Did she have him outside or in the barn and at what time?
Little Poppy is sooo cute. And Marcel, and Sheila Chowing down her goodies is so charming somehow. Good day today, and it’s supposed to go to 61 degrees F.
she had him inside just after dawn.. I had locked her into her dry pen so she did not try to wander down the back, too many coyotes about.. c
Pooh, I guess she was in the barn since she trashed her bedroom!
NOT POO—OOOH!
Oh, C! Finally! Great job Daisy…now we can’t wait to see photos of the little fella!! Do you suppose you could put up another quick post of the little guy? Do we have to wait until tomorrow? And that Poppy…oh my! C. I’m so envious of all that Farmy cuteness you are surrounded with right now! Has Auntie Queenie seen the baby? What does she think?
So very glad Daisy and the new bobby are well! Poppy is adorable.
Bag Balm is your friend for a sore udder, Daisy! And even plain old Vaseline can be a real comfort.
Whoops! Just caught up on the comments…congratulations!!! Huzzah!!! Will look forward to the pictorial report 🙂
(And I still recommend Bag Balm)
Congratulations to you Celi and to wonderful Daisy!!! So happy and relieved for you all. Poppy is just a cutie. Take care today and enjoy your day with all your wonderful animals. 🙂
By the 23rd! You will see a little one (actually probably two little ones) on the 23rd.
That’s my take on everything…now we will see if I’m right!
✿♥ღ Linda
http://coloradofarmlife.wordpress.com
You should be able to see my smile – from half the world away.
What lovely news all round…now…Queenie!
What brought on the birth of my son was going to see the Guns of Navarone plus a large gin! Sally was born the day after my then husband set the kitchen on fire by trying to make chips. We ended up having to wash all the sooty cupboard contents until past midnight. I don’t recommend that one.
I already adore Poppy – you are so generous in the friends you provide for us. Those of us who have pocket handkerchief gardens can share vicariously in farmy pleasures. I will try and write a poem for the Poppy pic.
Hooray!! Well done Daisy and Celi. This morning as I was laying in bed just waking up I was thinking that maybe Daisy did not get enough exercise during the cold, icy winter. But, all’s well that ends well. And, Poppy…what a cute. Beautiful way to start Spring, isn’t it? Now we need lot of pictures…..
I’m so glad that things went smoothly! You all deserve that! Congratulations, Daisy (and Celi!)
Congradulations Daisy! Welcome Poppy. Poppy is sooo cute!!!
I think you may already be doing this, but I will tell you anyway. The cows really liked it when someone would rub their udder up under their legs. They would lean over and lift the near leg so I could get my hand up there and give it a rub. I also could take out the hair and other stuff that was trapped between their udder and their thigh. Happy cows. Everyone needs a hand now and then.