Hey, there! How have you all been? Well, I hope, and happy, and enjoying the summer. It’s been pretty nice here where we live: still raining (?!), pretty cool for early July, and everything is still green and growing. Which doesn’t mean I’ve been able to lay in hay for the winter yet, but there must be some out there somewhere, right? Right.
When I last visited with you, we were under attack by a raccoon. We doubly secured our coops and have not had any further losses on that front. It may have left us by now, but for several days after, I found damage to the coop roofs, like it was trying to get in, but it obviously failed, which is good. Moving on from that trauma.
In much better news, Molly the Jersey-Brown Swiss heifer was due to have her calf June 13. That day came and went with absolutely no sign that she was going to calve, and she’d shown signs of being in heat a couple of weeks earlier, so I wrote her off as somehow losing the baby and I made her an appointment with the processor, who turns ordinary cows into delicious steak. As the big day (July 1) approached, though, her udder started filling out and it became apparent that she was indeed going to be a mama. So I canceled her big date with the butcher and we’ve just been waiting. And waiting. And waiting. And this morning, nearly three weeks late, we found a little bull calf lying beside her in the field. The little guy is huge! And stupid. You never really mind taking those fellas to the processor, I tell you. They’re just not that endearing.
Even better, Molly didn’t mind at all when I hooked the milking machine to her. I don’t mind sharing that I was terrified of milking that girl. She is a really large bovine, and if she kicked me, well, I’d be dead. (Not really. But it would hurt.) She stood still as could be, though, and didn’t even swish her tail at me. Good cow.
What’s that, you say, about an army of ten? Ah, yes. Well, it seems we are having another baby. I was going to hold off on telling about this one, because I don’t want to go through a public miscarriage, but I have such morning sickness (mostly in the afternoon and evening) that I can’t hide it, and since the local folks will find out pretty quickly, and my family already knows, I figured you, my bestest imaginary friends, ought to know, too. I’m only six and half weeks along, but I didn’t feel pregnant at all last time, and I surely do this time, so hopefully, it’s a keeper. Pray for our littlest one, will you?