Brent talkie-walkies in. His name is ” Jazz Flute. ” I was bummed because I wanted to go out and photograph Brent tagging ( and castrating ) a calf. He has a style for tagging a calf. And so, we are done. Or so we thought. When Brent went out for the second move, instead of his talkie-walkie tweets, I hear the roar of the Hilux. “We have some work to do,” he says. Another calf, without tags, popped its head up after a long afternoon nap in the previous paddock. This happens sometimes. Sometimes you say things like, ” Nah, this will take five minutes ” or ” that’s our last calf tagged ” and suddenly you are faced with a challenge. Our ” last calf ” has a twin brother. And we were just talking today about Salers farmers who have lots of twins. The challenge here is get this guy with his mum soon.
Brent tagged and castrated ” Je t’aime ” and we carried him over to the herd. It’s important to get that calf to the mum so she will bond, feed and look after the little guy. In this case, she will bond, feed and look after both of the little guys.
After Je t’aime was well in the middle of the herd, we guided the mum and bro to him. Jazz Flute has been sticking close to his mum, which is good. They moved along nicely. It took some patience. Meanwhile Je t’aime was trying to milk off anything with Salers fur.
He finally arrived with his family and the mum gave him a sniff and a lick. Cool. She recognises him.
Then Jazz Flute arrived and she also recognised him. Oh but wait, she then recognised Je t’aime. Oh but wait … Jazz Flute … and so it went. And so she worked it out. Twins! Je t’aime wandered a bit with a steer, ” are you my mother?” Brent guided him back with mum and he started milking. The mum seems to be handling the two. Bon Courage with that, girl!
We’ll keep an eye on them. Salers are great milkers, so there should be plenty for both calves.
Well guess what, this cow herd has a fever and the only prescription is more jazz flute.