And neither was River it seemed. She was far too busy enjoying all the new spring grass I had let her and the others onto today. By tomorrow not much will be left so I'll have to move them on again. It's rubbish grass really. Kikuyu to be exact and I hate the stuff. Low on calcium and for lactating cows it isn't really ideal. Mine seem to be okay at this stage but I'm monitering them all the same.
This is Ocean Inaya's pet cow that will never leave here - not unless things change here and I doubt that will be for a very very long time. I'm not running off screaming into the hills just yet.
The Terrorist is growing but she is still one of the smallest Jerseys I have ever seen. She's 15 months old but isn't much bigger than an 8 month old Fresian calf. That's small. Despite it all she's getting along just fine and still sounds like a calf with a distinctive MEEEEEEEE - no moo to heard anywhere. We were planning on sending her down to friends of ours but Mum suggested we send Stream instead which I think is a better option. The Terrorist is the cause of this entire blog. If I hadn't got her then Mad Bush Farm Blog would not exist. Softies!
No need to explain what the old man is doing. He is in grass heaven and enjoying every blade of it. I've had him five years and I was told he might last 18 months. Nope Edward is fit, healthy and showing no signs of his grand old age of 29 years old. Not bad for a horse that was certified as being no good for anything. He has missed Sasha though - but the cows have made up for that. He's quite happy now he's back in with them.
And last but not all the least..MAGGIE IS IN A VERY BAD MOOD!!!!! Look out she is hoarding her eggs again and you will be in serious trouble if you annoy the Ruler of the Farm. All things get picked and fumed at - so WATCH OUT!
I'm....going off to hide from Maggie now I can here her grumpy clucking from here.