Lost the second bull calf yesterday. I went out around 2:00 to feed them and found him lying on his side and getting cold. I don’t know what was wrong with him, but Monday morning, when I went out to feed them, I found that his head was stuck in a cattle panel. I had a really hard time getting him free, thought I was going to have to call Wally home from work to help, but I finally got him out. Perhaps the other calf jumped on him while he was stuck and injured something, but he wasn’t right since. He was still taking his bottle, but it took him forever to finish it, if he did finish it and his neck never straightened out. Poor baby.
The remaining calf is vibrant and strong and we are going to take our chances on this one and not get a back-up calf. If for some reason he doesn’t work out as a breeding bull next year, we’ll go on to Plan B, whatever that may be.
A month or so ago, I got a rather irritating e-mail from a local guy. He said he visited my web site and was pleased to see someone close by with similar interests. He said that he too had goats (Nigerian Dwarfs) as pets and for milk and that he also recently got a Border Collie pup as a companion and also in hopes that she will “heard” his goats. He said that she is just now about 4 months old and loves running with the goats and would sometimes instinctively try to herd them. He said that he’d like to talk to me about milking goats, that he was pretty sure they were going to have babies in late March or early April; about training border collies to herd on command, what the best way to do this etc., etc., etc.
I wrote back and told him that I’d be happy to help him, but that my time was valuable and that I’d have to charge a consultation fee. I didn’t hear from him again until yesterday. He said that he was sorry that he had not gotten back to me, was out of town, etc. He wanted to know what fees I’d be charging and wanted to make sure that I understood that he wasn’t asking me to train his dog, but was just trying to gain some information.
Once again I wrote back and told him that his dog was way too young to be running with, around or near livestock. That he needed to keep her under complete control, i.e. on a leash, when around livestock and that she needed to be at least a year old before you she started to do anything with livestock, especially goats. I also asked where she came from. And regarding milking Nigerian Dwarfs: I hoped that he had small hands.
He wrote back and told me that she came from Missouri and her parents were used for “hearding” and asked if he shouldn’t even let her run and play with the goats at this age.
That’s when I got tired of hearing from this guy and wrote it is “herding” and no she shouldn’t be allowed to run and play with the goats at this age. She should be running and playing with you. Working livestock isn’t and never should be considered “play.”
He wrote back saying I know it’s “herding” I’m sorry for the typo, and I’m sorry for bothering you. I was just looking for some good ol’ country folk sharing information, but I feel I am barking up the wrong tree. I won’t bother you anymore.
Yea!!! He won’t bother me any more, but his reference to “good ol’ country folk” got me really angry, especially given his signature line so I wrote back: I don’t know if I’m a good ol’ country folk or not, but I cherish what my Border Collies do to help me, my dairy animals, animals in general, etc. and maybe I’m too much of a realist to think raising animals for milk, meat and yes, the manure they produce should be considered “play.” Then again, I’m not an engineer working at the &*$&#() Nuclear Station and I guess I am just good ol’ country folk and have to work harder for what I have here and don’t have the time or patience for people like you.
People just piss me off sometimes.
I got up earlier this morning so I wouldn’t be rushed with chores and getting ready for work and so that I wouldn’t be late for work. I milked about six gallons of milk this morning from one cow and five goats. A gallon and a half of it went to yogurt, one gallon for two calf feedings and the rest in the refrigerator. The wonderful thing is that I feel good. No soreness at all. My homeopath switched my remedy to Sulphur and it seems to have done the trick.
Off to move the critters down to the lower pasture and then get ready for work.
Until later …