I think Jude is eating too much pasta! He is definitely achieving my objective of ‘fatness’ before the cold settles in. Soon he will be too big to pick up.
It was soaking wet all day yesterday but warm so I was not complaining. The ducks were not complaining either they turned every puddle into a swimming pool complex.
Usually I throw down hay by the bale from the loft to the barn floor but little Jude would not be shifted. He was determined to hang out just below me, so I had to throw it down by the leaf so he would not be hurt.
He thought this was very exciting!
I have decided to sell 73 and 84 instead of breeding them. Now that John has retired I am able to see exactly how much outside income we have so I am curtailing the cows again. The cows cost a LOT to feed and bring in very little income. There are a number of big grass fed and field grown beef growers in this state – enough for that small market anyway. So my own market is selling to friends. Small.
My pork is very easy to sell – now that I have built a reputation. Of course the chicken and duck eggs pay for themselves and some.
Plus. We have two calves on the way ( from the Aunties) and that will bring my numbers back up to eight if all goes well. Lucy the little ( and getting bigger fast) black angus heifer will be bred late next year as well, so that is certainly enough.
Eight is my limit. Or I run out of grass too early. Eight is quite a few cows! And a lot of winter hay.
The farm must pay for and feed itself and rejuvenate itself and pay for me. I have worked towards this – being properly self sufficient – so this coming year is the test. The financial back up for the farm is gone. ( I told you his retirement terrified me – poor fellow).
So, I am casting about for a good home for 73 and 84.
I am happy with this decision.
I hope you have a good day.