Luke and I clean the chicken coop. We’re having a Coop Tour and the Harrington Kindergarten class will be field tripping to our ranch this Friday, an annual event. This class hatches eggs every year and then tours chicken coops in the area.
Arriving back at home Luke noticed we had a yearling calving.Definitely not planned and she gave birth to one of the tiniest heifer calves I have ever seen. We shall now refer to her as Pee Wee.
Dirk is hauling cows to Lillianthall Mt. (the highest peak in Lincoln County) it is by far our most remote piece even though it borders a state highway.The pasture wraps around the entire Mt. and has natural springs; it’s a rustic piece of pasture with areas that are straight up and down. We take our seasoned cows to this piece but always introduce new cows so they can be shown the ropes.
My job in this round up is merely to stand in a corner that the calves like to bunch up in making the shot into the gate difficult.All went smooth; Cass could be heard as he passed by me hissing at the cows. Everyone has their own style of what they call out to move cattle.Cass makes an S sound and throws his arms in the air.