We live a farm. We don’t own the farm, the cattle or the house. Hubby works for the farmer. All in all, it’s a pretty good arrangement for both of us. I, however, don’t work for the farmer, but Hubby gets me roped into things on a fairly regular basis and for the most part, I don’t mind.
On the farm here there are about 950 head of cattle on any given day. Typically they come here half grown. They get fed to market weight and then go on the packing house. I am used to steers about this size….
They have a month or two to go and then they will go off to market.
This last batch that came in are small. Typically we get them much bigger than these.
Yesterday, they wouldn’t quit bellering. I could tell they weren’t happy at all. I called Hubby on the phone and asked his about the calves concerned that something was wrong. He said that they had split the group into two pens and they might be missing the other calves. He was away from the farm and asked that I go check on them. They had food…they had water…they just weren’t acclimated to there new surroundings yet.
Today is another day of bellering. I feel so bad for them. I am sure I’ll be back out there a couple more times to check on them. Hopefully soon they will be a bit more comfortable with their new pens.
On a side note…Hubby came in for a snack today and I didn’t have anything baked. I ended up whipping up some Vanilla Wafer Treats..something my farmer wife mom used to make all the time. They are quick and easy..made in literally seconds. You can find the “recipe” here.