Moving Cattle...

 Since the older babies (around seven hundred pounds) went to sale Friday, we moved the rest of the herd to another pasture. With a sack of feed in the tractor bucket, I think hubby could lead these through town. Notice belly-butting bottle baby, Lovely, (front and center) is a strong member of the herd now.



This is my favorite cow. She is huge and built perfectly in my book. Gelbvieh cattle come in three colors...yellow, red and black. I prefer the yellow, which is a "so last year" color. Hubby dreams of black. Now, tell me this...what difference does it make when all the meat is red after they are skinned? The funny thing is black brings more money at the sale barn...the least favorite is spotted cattle.

These are the early babies with Lovely in the middle, just like she was never a bottle baby. Lovely is about three months younger than her side mates. This was another miracle...Mom took Lovely back after she had been gone almost a month!!! Another reason Gelbveih are a wonderful choice of cattle. One mama will sit all the calves while the other mamas graze. If a babe becomes hungry, the nanny will feed it until the mother returns. Simply amazing to me!

I seem to have a thing with yellow...my favorite horse,
my favorite cow, my favorite rose...

 my favorite kittens and my favorite dog are all yellow!

I never buy yellow clothes, go figure.  I never said I wasn't

strange.



A True Mother's Day Adventure...

As you may recall, I have been bottle-feeding a young heifer. Hubby brought her down the hill just before all the flooding.  Today I decided to try and reunite Mom and baby girl.

Lovely, named by grandson, Jake, should be called Lively...and a few more names I can't write here.  If you notice, I am running with the bottle, luring her into the cow lot.

 Through the gate and into the world of strange critters, according to Lovely.  The bull is watching...

really watching!!

Momma knew her baby!!!

The two other calves have been nursing her down

so now she can have her baby back.

Just hanging out to make sure...

and Momma licks her!!!!

Trying to make my get away, Lovely is hot on my trail.

Marcy captured the moment after Lovely or @%$^**

had butted me right in the stomach...the bottle is my defense.

I swear this little girl lifted me off the ground.

Bucking and running,

realizing she is a bovine,

Lovely follows Mom into the herd.

Thank goodness!!!!  My stomach is still hurting!

Hope y'all's Mother's Day was as exciting.