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A Fall Farm Report
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Fern(Mi)    Posted 10-24-2004 at 17:38:33       [Reply]  [No Email]
Stepping down from the pickup, I spy one female cat heading my way with a good morning greeting. Having an opportunity to potentially save one mother for our future feline population I take her into my hands and arms. Heading for the house she had no idea her waiting fate only moments away. Bro his own lap filled with bovine medications from his `frig’ sees me, my charge, and quickly did an about turn for this critters need of a possible life saving shot. In a gloved left hand I soothed her nervous state realizing something was up, having not been treated in this fashion before this day. My bare right hand filled with gather fur cover skin about her neck drawn up in a tight grip anesthetized her. Try as she willed she was helpless to negate her fate. In moments she had had her shot. The deed done I continued to sooth her traumaed mind, petting her, hugging her easing my grip upon her, trying to convey I/we meant her no real harm. A few moments later I turned her loose and she looked at us for a moment before shaking it all off as a bad experience and joined a lingering tom nearby with romantic intentions.
Well! Getting it on. All the cows and calves have been run through the chutes for all their shots and worming’s. Five hours without a break for the crew. Me? I had to park-it a couple times. A couple days rest and we dehorn all the calves and castrate the bulls. Right now, I am planked out on my backside having suffered to much lunch and thankfully it was not all that much. Frieda got home within a few moments of myself. She insisted on feeding me. What am I to do? Eat it of course!!!
I asked her about the change of clothes she had laid out. Nothing fancy. Besides how fancy can one dress shopping GoodWill’s cheap store on the poor side of town? “What was I to do?” I had asked, “Change everyday, putting the cleanest or freshest smelling clothes each day or to have waited and tried changing before guessing her actual homecoming arrival?”
Her laughter wasn’t all that bad. Really! She’s laughed at me before. And, while she hilariously carried on, she never even mentioned my two dishes resting in the sink? Now, I have to sit here another hour while the old beater catches up.
Got to be hitting it again soon. Some relaxing tractor driving this time bush hogging some corn stocks for some electric fence setting. The corn off, we’ll let in the cows for around/about four/six weeks clean up. Which reminds me. The cows right outside on adjacent pasture devoured a 1500 pound hay bale in four days. Wont be long that will be one a day.
And it is a time out. Got to move a bale here and do chores down the road.
I back up to the hilled barn, the truck’s nose down the fuel pump runs dry and that tank is as good as out of gas. Making pails, all the pens are taken care of. Ho-boy, what a lot of noise all over again, only worse this time. Only two fences making an alley way between mothers and calves their frightened frantic voices burning mournful impressions upon my evening mind. But I will not mourn these critters loses, for separation has happened before and will happen again.
Pails remade for Keith’s morning chores help. I also found the cats without feed. Seeing to all their needs The morning sot recipient had joined the mob appearing none the less for wear. I got a hug, and a gloriously purred song. I would venture to guess, I had been forgiven.
Fernan


jfky    Posted 10-25-2004 at 04:11:55       [Reply]  [No Email]
Its good to hear from you ole boy.


Willy-N    Posted 10-24-2004 at 17:50:16       [Reply]  [No Email]
Wow what a day! We go thru a 1,800 lb bale in 6-7 days here. I would hate to go thru 1 a day, would need to build another barn!! All our Cows are in now and 4 went to the bucher to be cut and wraped. That still does not make much of a dent in the feed bill since they need to be fed hay for another 5+ months till the grass comes back after winter. Mark H.


Fern(Mi)    Posted 10-25-2004 at 04:48:09       [Reply]  [No Email]
These 5x6’ dry bales weighed in at 1800>1900 pounds baling time eventually dry down some more. When we lost the use of a tractor this season I baled some 4x5&½’ bales 9knowing these will finish dry lighter) The 4x5’ wet or silage weigh in at about the same and remain so sealed in wrap.
When the immediate pasture finally has given out with it's best, the fed tonnage will increase. Started wet hay (Silage) few days ago down the road. Our stock yards and pastures on farms and rented lands are spread out in four townships (and two counties before the accident). So stocks of hay vary some do to the yard proximity and what handling equipment where when hauling in the hay crop. Later, during the winter, there are times we may have to haul hay: but, it is better to have to haul it than having none to haul at all.
When time, pasture condition, corn field clean up, other conditions predict, feeding patterns take many turns around here. Until I know just how the ladies behind this barnyard are deployed the silage tubes will remain shut, my feeding these guys dry hay for the time being.
Even when we get this stubborn Ollie in the shop rolling, we still need another. And in spite of the occasional problem (more often personal over sight than the machine) we are looking for another 1850D.
Fernan

PS. We have had to put two bulls together. When we had, we walked away rather rather than watch. They seemed to work it out with our worrying about them. Liked them pics.


Willy-N    Posted 10-25-2004 at 09:21:42       [Reply]  [No Email]
The pasture they are in is kind of small so I have to watch to see if they bust down the fences and get out or hurt them selves getting hung up in the wire. Course you don't like to get in the middle of it to cut them free! Mark H.


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