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Eight and Nine
Catching up. Poppy’s nine are weaned. The fat little savages. The little piglet with the ripped hoof has become un-findable – she is running just as fast as all the rest and doing fine so I have stopped worrying about her. They are all eating well chomping on their greens and slurping madly at their…
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D Minor
Only that Lady Astor and the cats and I were listening to Handel when I was waiting for her to get over herself and come in for the milking yesterday evening. TonTon was there but he was not listening. He is a reggae fella – not so much into classical. Lady Astor always waits to the absolute…
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Wicked
Must have been very wicked in a past life. Because there is no rest for the wicked and that cow bellowed half the night. I have no idea why. Her calf was with her. But still she mooed. Disturbing everyone’s rest. Though she is fine today and milked very well. Forty pounds of milk which…
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Diffusion
Yesterday – right out of nowhere – the day relaxed. The air warmed up. The wind dropped. The grass seemed longer as the cows rested. The piglets dozed in their rubbish bin. Lady Astor took her baby into the field, stowing him in a grassy corner while she grazed. Baby Bobby fed on and off…
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So Tired Now
Every few hours for the last few nights I have been up to check Poppy’s Sty TV but nothing. She is way past her due date now and there is milk in that udder but still no babies. Poppy does not have a perfect udder. She only had five piglets at her first farrowing and this…
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