You heard right – cows. In the hustle and bustle of rounding up the cattle over the weekend, there was little time to really take a long look at them. I took lots of pics and when I was going through them I realized that hey, there’s beauty there.
Take a look at our lone Hereford cow.
All the rest of our cattle are black Angus, so our Hereford stands out in a crowd.
She’s been with the herd for about a dozen years now. Every spring she’s had a calf and raised it for us to sell. But beyond that, take a look at how pretty she is. Her color is striking.
Look how adorable her calf is.
And then there’s Dolly the Wonder Cow.
She’s a recent addition to the herd. Part Angus and part Holstein, she’s a mutt. And a goofy looking one at that.
Her legs are too long, her head too big, and her hip bones jut up there like speed bumps. We bought her from Harland’s nephew last spring. She’d had her 2nd calf and, unlike her first which died from neglect on her part, she decided to take care of this one. So we sent her along to the summer pasture along with the rest of the herd. Turns out though that she is something of a pet. Harland’s nephew had handled her regularly and fed her apples, so when Harland was feeding the cattle grain over the last few weeks prior to round-up, she followed Harland around and wouldn’t give him any room to work, and he finally started referring to her as a 1000 pound fly.
While looking through all the photos, I started noticing details. Check out these eyelashes.
Can you imagine applying mascara to all that?
And these ladies appear to have lined up for a family photo.
I mentioned this to Harland and he said they very well could be related since we keep some of the female calves every year. So this could be a grandmother, daughter, aunt, and granddaughter.
“My eyesight isn’t what it used to be, but young Ethel here tells me you’ve got a string of snot hanging from your nose about 6 inches long.”
“Well, I’m sorry Beatrice, but I left my hanky at home. And I don’t know why it should be of any concern to you Ethel, you little snitch.”
“Oh Marge, you’re just sore because the Bulls think I’m prettier than you.”
“Hold still Ethel, I’m gonna rub your face in that load of manure I just dropped.”
“LADIES! That’s enough! The human is taking pictures for that blog of hers and you don’t want the other humans to get a bad impression of us do you?”
“Now Marge and Ethel, you apologize to each other!”
“Psst. I’ll get you at recess Ethel.”
—->UP NEXT: My, how the calves have grown. Side by side comparisons of what they looked like in May, and how they look today.