Fencing

Been a bit too much out of town to keep up with the blog, so a qick rundown summary of recent events.
Sunny has been sick. At 33 years he gave owner M and us a scare that he might be in liver failure and that would be that. But he pulled through, managed to poo and is now eating and looking very well for a gentleman of his senior years. Good one Sunny.
We have a new horse. O does, specifically. A Clydsdale x Stockhorse cross called River. Only a year old and loveliest nature. Get a photo soon.
M and I redid the fences in the dressage arena paddock and Cedar's paddock. TOffe teh cow had been coming through them with ease because she broke one of teh strands and pushed others over. We redid them all better than ever. Good one M! Pleasure working with you.

Tucker - small but good

New dog, Tucker the Chihuahua x Maltese Terrier, is going great guns. A danger to himself, he is so small, but the big dogs look after him and seem to genuinely like him as part of the pack. As we all do.

Win learns to talk

Winstone, our fine Australian Red kelpie, surprised M yesterday when he greeted her with his best Scooby-Doo "Hurrrowwww". He does make talking vocalisations often because O trained him to do so with the command "Talk!". But he seems to have perfected that word so that it is understandable for what it is. Clever Boy.

Rabbits

We have rabbits. We had hares, which are no problem. And we saw rabbits about a year ago down at the railway line about a kilometre away. But now there are *some* underneath Kid's shelter. Noticed when Panda had spent the whole day in the shelter waiting for a rabbit to come out. When none did and Panda took a comfort break back out the house out it came. Hoppity hop. Then back in before Panda could get back! Nasty.

New Dog!

Happy Christmas O! Granny got you what you always wanted. A toy Chihuahua! Cross actually, 3 months old male. Cross with Maltese Terrier to it's toy sized Chihuahua with hair! And floppy ears. But tiny/. And cute as his toys friends in his basket. But he cuts it with the big dogs and swims in the dam with them. And digs in the mud. And chases the cats!

His name is Tucker.

Micky to the Rescue

Popeye the baby bull calf somehow got herded across the waterpipeline from mum Curly and aunt Toffee by a pair of runaway Malamute dogs two weeks ago. He ran away from them and the dogs failed to corner Popeye because he ran through the fence into the horse paddock where Mickey ran up between calf and dogs and reared at them screaming, attracting M's attention. Also Cedar and Sunny's attention who were in the same paddock who also rushed up to the dogs who wisely stayed on the other side of the fence. The standoff enabled the dog's very embarrassed owner to catch up to them and grab them scoldingly and drag them away back to the road 300 metres away. Good on you Mickey.

RIP Lolly

Only a few weeks old. Happy and vibrant to the end. Snakebite this afternoon. Toffy is crazy trying to find you. Eternal pastures.

Louise!

 
Is a good girl after her bath.

New concrete slab

 
Out the back door.

Cedar her good self

 
watching the calvings

Mother and son

 
Curley and Popeye

See the rain?

 

It was raining

 
...when Lolly was born so Toffee covered her with straw. Awwww...

Lolly the baby heifer

 
Three days old in this photo.

Popeye the new bull

 
Popeye, our bull calf, joins Lolly only three days older. Welcome to Cedars Fields!

A calf is born

This afternoon as the rain set in. M spotted Toffee in the far paddock with her tail in the air, indicating possible contractions. So we herded Toffee and Curly over to the house paddock, where Toffee got down to sitting and standing and checking out the shed, where her calf was born about two hours later. In the heavy rain. M called the calf "Lolly". Photos soon.

New Agistees

With us for a little while. Sugar and Roxy (left and right).

Panda the Cat

Sunny and dogs swimming

 

Sunny at Sunday Lunch

 
over the back fence