We now have 50 calves to care for, feed and grow. What was cute on day one is now blindingly hard yakka and best described as a shit-fest.
It is important to remember that only 4 months ago we lived on the sunny Gold Coast (Australia) and we were bored with the beautiful beaches and the sundowner beers overlooking Surfers from a comfortable distance. Now we are farmers. We are often covered in shit, mud and milk powder.
In the 4 days we have had the calves I have learn't that...
- 4am in the morning is not a fun time to get up and work
- a scouring calf is one who is shitting through the eye of a needle that is more than 1 metre away
- nothing smells worse than a scouring calf doo doo
- calves have teeth; sharp nippy teeth
- calves often enjoy nibbling on bottoms, legs, arms and clothing
- calves can leap and kick with scary accuracy
- greedy calves can happily feed forever if you do not watch what teet they are on
- bunting; a calves given right. Just watch your nads
We have approx 6 weeks of this before they get to go out into a paddock for good.
So remind me again why we left the Gold Coast?
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