Calving season is never dull. There is stuff to do when they are born. There is the making sure mom and calf have bonded … usually good. Then, there are nutty calves a week old that like to run around and chase each other. Age appropriate behavior, but GEEZ ….
Today’s move was a bit animated. The running calves set the herd off a bit. They settled soon enough. Though, two silly buggers got stuck in an empty riverbed covered in blackberries. Brent hopped in and with HIS BARE HANDS started ripping the brush away to get to the calves. He called for back up. I showed up with a ski pole and Cindy ( our garden lopper ), he requested a tough, yellow fence post. He managed to chop his way through, lift the calves to high ground and get them back with the herd.
No photos. Just didn’t think of it as I was worried about the calves … ah! and my husband! But I do have a photo of one of our rump steaks. I ate it with veg and it was tender and delicious.