Tag: calves

Too much for a Title with a hook. Gotta read it!

There was dramatic drama yesterday and a delightful delivery. Let’s begin with the delightful delivery. New calves. These two bobbies are so quiet. We brought them back from a big noisy place so they are probably quite shocked at the warm straw and old… Continue Reading “Too much for a Title with a hook. Gotta read it!”


I understand the biology but really sleep is so odd. Dark comes – we get tired. We all sleep at the same time even the birds even the animals. Our dogs. We all crawl into our safe corners and sleep. Except the nocturnal ones… Continue Reading “SLEEP IS FUNNY”

The Swamp

That is what they call our fields. The Swamp. When these acres performs the yields are magnificent but when the weather gets in the way this land ( rightly so) has a mind of its own. It is the lowest point for miles around… Continue Reading “The Swamp”

It’s Been So Long

I am popping in to test things out today and share a few photographs with you. I had a wee problem with a few trollers on the blog. They made everything sour. So I went quiet for a while hoping they would get bored.… Continue Reading “It’s Been So Long”


Hullo PUMPKINS! ( sorry for the spelling mistake! I fixed it). A lovely local town donated all their Halloween pumpkins to us! Twenty something of them. And the pigs could not be happier! I am going up to Chicago at Thanksgiving. I want to… Continue Reading “GOODBYE HALLOWEEN”


The hogs down the back are getting big.


Literally every calf ends up sleeping in the boot of the cow car.


Tia is much too big for standing in the boot of a car. But there she is!

New bobby

We all melted in the heat yesterday but Leia managed to give birth easily to a wee Bobby calf before breakfast. She kept him under the tree for the day and has not brought him into the barn again. 


I was out kicking cowpats yesterday afternoon – as you do.  As you would – if you had seasoned cowpats to kick. But they need to be properly seasoned.  If you kick them when they are too wet they stick to your gumboots. if… Continue Reading “KICKING THE COWPATS”