One of my main full time job at the farm is caring for the calves as you probably already know. One of the calves that was born with compromised lungs wasn't eating well and was a pain to feed twice a day but finally after two weeks, a dramatic improvement happened today and he is finally eating well for a change. That is one thing to be thankful for but the tiny twin bull calf that was born last week is not doing well since last evening and is running a fever. I fed him some medicine with water and he actually drank half the bottle which surprized me as he didn't want to drink last evening or this morning and didn't even want to stand. He was just like a little blob with fur and had to be forced fed the rest of the bottle. Usually I rarely have sick calves other than the occasional case of scour. They are fun to feed when all goes well but a pain when one gets sick. They are my babies and I care a lot that they be comfortable and clean.
When I walked back in the house after my barn chores I really noticed the pickle aroma in the air and it felt welcoming. My sister in law had droped in for a quick visit to pick up a batch of pickles for her friend and was being etertained by my husband while I took a quick shower. She went home with a bag full of zucchini, and pickles.
I have some monster zucchinis in the garden that I better pick soon. Time to round up my friends to see who wants giant zucchinis to make zucchini bread. My basil is in need to be harvested again to make pesto. I freeze my pesto pre-mix in small batches for use later. I wash and spin dry my basil leaves and measure 4 cups well packed and put in my food processor and add one cup of extra virgin olive oil and give it a whirl and when fully made into a paste I pack it in 2 cups plastic freezer containers and when I need to make pesto, I simply thaw a container and add the rest of the ingredients and make my own organic pesto. Yum, yum... My favorite is Pesto Chicken Pizza.
Tonight I'm using the 10 minute challenge to start binding my rooster rug. Hurray for me. JB
Julia, it will feel so good when you finish your binding, I imagine. Your calves are going to be fine, I just know. When I lived in Tennessee, we had a young pet cow, I fed with a bottle and actually she was more like a pet dog. I have a photo of one of my children leaning against her when she was lying in the grass. Her name was "Bell". She liked to sit on the front porch, and actually once accidentally went into the living room through the door that wasn't closed good. It was a memory. Give you babies a pat from Deb and Renee'.
ReplyDeleteHope 10 minutes turns into completion on your binding. /Deb