Day three (mutter)8 am sharp the Bovine terrorist is squeaking for her breakfast. 2 litres got guzzled down in under five minutes and yeah she wanted more. Didn't get it or we'd end up with a sick calf on our hands. Took her outside into the sunshine only find one of the Bovine Dictators from last year had made her escape and was in the process of checking this latest of the line out. Big size difference between the 15kg Terrorist and a 150kg yearling Dictator. Well the terrorist is still alive despite her tiny size. I have a feeling this one is going to hang in there. think I'll go away now and try and get my sanity back...photos below
Day 2 - So much for that longed for Sunday sleep in. Those days have now been taken over by a pint sized 15kg terrorist of the bovine species. I vowed I wouldn't be raising any more after having three bovine dictators ruling my life last winter and well into spring. Guess what - I was horribly mistaken. I'll admit she is really cute...what the heck have I got myself into this time? More pictures below I think I need a Head shrink. More coming after I've gone and stuck my head back on the electric fence for some shock therapy treatment.