We now have five Mirandaise heifers (genisses) on the farm. They’ve been here a week and are settling in well. Jean, Lucy and I have been spending time with them, feeding them, talking to them and giving the occasional treat of triticale flour.
Elfie is Lucy’s favorite. She is always the most desperate to eat. She craves attention. She wanders up to strangers. She’s also the smallest of the two-year-olds and the bottom of the pecking order. (Grazing order?)
Here’s a photo of Elfie on her previous farm (with some Limousines in the background).
Yesterday there was a very strong wind that broke an old piece of wire holding one of the courtyard fences shut, so the cows went out for a walk. I ran out with a pot of flour and thanks to her Golden-Retriever-like drive to eat, Elfie trotted after me. The other four followed her back to see what they were missing. Here is Jean’s take on it.
This morning I showed the cows to yet another neighbor visitor – they all want to check out the Americans with their old-school Gers cows. Elfie wandered up and said hello, impressing the neighbor with her calmness and curiosity.