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I'm a mother of four grandmother of seven and great grandmother of one. I have many hobbies and interests but gardening and rug hooking are my main interest at the moment. I live with my husband in the house that we built with the help of my brothers and have been married for 51years.

Monday, October 18, 2010


I thought that since I was under the weather Sunday, I would take it easy. I still had my regular calf feeding and clean up to do morning and afternoon but that was OK. I didn't had time to go to my favorite restaurant for my regular Sunday brunch with friends before going to church, since I had two new calves to care for which added to my work time. They were born on Wednesday and on Saturday.  That was fine.... Plans changes often here on the farm.  I even just put a thought for the day on my blog instead of my regular ranting. I was planning to take it easy, remember?

I had finished work just in time to shower and get to church which is just a few minutes away but we were late anyway. Got home and had soup for lunch and my husband and I  made plans to go to out to a church supper on the north side of the city and we would leave at 3:00p.m. for the 3:30p.m. sitting and we would be home on time or a little late for the late afternoon chores.... In the mean time my husband went back to the farm to bring some round bales of hay to feed the dry cows in the back. There was also a church women's  meeting I should have attended but knew that I just wouldn't be able to stay long enough to bother.

My son was also brining a bunch of small kid from friends who wanted to see what farm life is all about. They wanted to see the calves and the cows and milk tanks and tractors and kittens etc.

A few minutes later I got a call on my cell that we will have to cancel our plan for the church dinner because my husband found another small calf that was still wet in the field. When I get a call I have to drop everything and go. I couldn't see where the calf was because the cows were obstructing the view. I'm not a brave cow girl because I'm still new at this, but as long as I'm armed with my big black broom I feel pretty secure. lol. These Holstein cows are huge and I'm puny...

My husband was coming on the tractor with the huge bale of hay and I opened the gate so he could go in to feed those crazy cows. They do go crazy when it feeding time.  I'm waving my broom in the air and making threatening gestures with it and giving command to get out of the way of the tractor but the field was so muddy where they congregated that their feet were getting sucked up in the mud and they were slow to get out of the way of the tractor. I was sure that he would run some over as his view was somewhat obstructed by the huge bale in the front.

When the cows saw the bale of hay they all ran to it and now I could see a small calf with two cows near it. The bigger  white one pushing the other one away and was licking the baby. As I got near, I saw that the big cow was not the mother as her utter was all shriveled up and sagging so with my broom I chased her away but she was determined to turn around and she kept running toward me and I was keeping my ground and waving my weapon and I chased her away for a total of 6 times. She was an old cow with a strong motherly instinct and was claiming that calf for her own.

 It was too far to carry the calf and he couldn't walk yet and it was too muddy because of all the rain we had  to bring the wheelbarrow so my husband had to go back and change the tines and put the bucket on the big tractor. In the mean time I'm still chasing that old mother in law of a cow and that poor mother was such a push over.

I was supposed to get in the bucket with the baby calf but he hadn't put hay in the bucket. Men...  I send him back get some hay from the bale he brought to the cows and he made a bed for the shivering wet little calf. The ride to the farm went well and I had to keep the calf from trying to get up. He drove the tractor inside the shelter and carried the calf in the barn.

                                          See how much mud I was talking about... that is a huge tractor

                                       This is the bucket after the hay was removed.

                                 This is the wet and dirty baby bull in the barn after the rescue.

                                          This is the docile and push over mother cow.

                        The kids had fun feeding the calves bedding. lol...

              And look at just part of the messy floor.  Notice my weapon with the red handle.

In the mean time when I return to the barn after the rescue, my jaw dropped. There was bedding  hay all over the calf barn floor, the mangers for the 20 some big calf were filled with bedding instead of eating  hay and the water and feed pails for the small calves were also full of bedding. It took me an extra half hour to remove the bedding from the mangers and pails and sweep the floor clean. It's just an old barn but I sweep twice a day to keep the hay off the floor.

 I lost my fear of  the mother as she was such a push over and I even went in the pen with her to feed her calf. But I wouldn't turn my back on that big old white cow. So now I have three new baby to bottle feed and I just weaned a heifer calf off the bottle the day before at first try.  I couldn't believe how quickly she took to the pail.

And I was planning to take it easy on Sunday for a change. People who ask me to bake this or that for the church don't even realize how hectic life can get on a farm at any given time.
I'm sorry for being so long tonight as I struggle to tell my Sunday story but the rest of my brain is taking it easy.. Thanks for your loyalty.  Have a great week. JB


  1. Julia,
    I know how careful you have to be around those new mother cows! My dear friend Sue was mauled not too long ago by a hereford cow with a new baby. I wrote a blog post about it called Have You Hugged Your Friends Today? You can find it by going to my blog and typing that in the search box on the left top of my blog. Be careful dear friend!
    Cathy G

  2. What a sweet baby you have though. I bet you about died when you saw that. I am glad you had your camera. Your cows are lovely.
    Nothing meaner than a Momma cow when you get between them and their baby.

    I just laughed because it is true unless you have lived on a farm you never know how much work they are and how the animals come first.

    I loved this post Julia, I like the picture of your barn kitty. :)

  3. Thanks Cathy (Orange SinK) and Kim ( Farm Girl) for your comments.
    Most of our cows are pretty mild tempered. If a cow get too aggressive I'm warned by my son and I take precautions.If a cow kick my son he gets rid of her. He can't afford to be hurt badly because he wouldn't be able to do his work.

    I checked your post about your friend being attacked by a mother cow. She was very lucky. JB

  4. Well I see it is so much for your resting and taking care. But also I think all you do will keep you young and vibrant, providing you keep your red-handled weapon at hand! /deb

  5. Gosh Julia, what a busy Sunday! I had to laugh at the broom because that is my weapon of choice when Eloise corners a snake. The calf's are so cute how can you help but mother them? Lots of work - I admire your stamina. Hope you are feeling well.

  6. Thanks Deb and Doris.I seldom get sick but i was over tired and I'm still feeling sick and just got back from the farm and I'm going back to bed. Hope that yo all have a great day. JB