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The Bobby is here at Last.
Every morning for the last 10 days John has pulled the 4am shift – he gets up that early anyway. I would check Daisy when I finished reading about 10pm, and when he got up to get ready for work in the morning at 4am, he would check her on the firewood run. Yesterday morning…
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Poppy the little pig
.. 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…
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The Runt
While Daisy’s calf hides, growing fatter by the minute, (not too fat we hope).. though at the moment I have quite given up hope on a calf at all, is it a fantasy calf? but there sure is milk! (larger breeds will calve up to 10 days later than the average table so being an…
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Nope, still no calf –
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…
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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. 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…
The Kitchen's Garden 