amysflock
Loving the herd life
We finally got with the program after consulting several sources and started feeding Bridgit, our first calf heifer, 3 lbs/day of 16% dairy grain mix to help her gain some weight...she's been feeding her calf so well that her condition has gone down, and without gettin more weight on her it's unlikely she'll breed back to the bull we have here until April.
So...we spent a couple days deliberating how and where to feed her, since everyone's locked in the paddock for the winter, we don't have any cross-fencing in there, and no really secure way to get her alone without dealing with Sheila-the-boss-cow and Tabor the bull (always hot on Sheila's heels). Lord knows THEY don't need 16% dairy grain!
One night last week, in a pinch, DH decided to open the paddock gate into the yard and let Bridgit and her calf into our back yard. It worked really well...she got through to her grain long before the others figured out what we were up to, so by the time they came over to complain, they were securely locked out! That first time was pretty funny, trying to get her back in while keeping the others from getting out (it finally involved roping her horns and leading her in), and then trying to get her calf in, who was freewheeling through the yard in the dark, thrilled to have this new space to check out and run in. Oy.
The County Conservation District rep. was supposed to come out and help us determine how we could feed IN the paddock (new cross-fencing, different gating, or whatever), but he stood me up.
We now feed Bridgit in the back yard every evening...it's a RIOT!! Most of the time she's standing right at the gate, waiting for us. We've mixed it up a bit because Sheila has caught on to our scheme and tries to beat Bridgit to the gate, or at least comes running when she hears us coming. Her bull calf, T-Bone, the little rat fink, often rats us out and complains about the activity, so if Sheila doesn't see us first, her son does! A couple times when I grained Bridgit myself Annabel wasn't fast enough to join her mama before Sheila came to the gate, so she had to stay in the paddock, and wasn't happy about it. Now she's quick to stay right on Bridgit's heels. Even last night she went wild and ran all around the back yard before resigning to go back in the paddock, the little stinker! She even goes up on the patio and looks through the sliding door to our dogs, who are inevitably laying right there, staring at her and shivering with excitement. Oh, boy!
The one thing we have to watch out for is making sure we have Bridgit's horns roped so when she's done we can get her back in...as our lawn grows (and it's a patchy lawn at best), she wants to eat the grass more than go into the paddock for fresh hay!!!
So...we spent a couple days deliberating how and where to feed her, since everyone's locked in the paddock for the winter, we don't have any cross-fencing in there, and no really secure way to get her alone without dealing with Sheila-the-boss-cow and Tabor the bull (always hot on Sheila's heels). Lord knows THEY don't need 16% dairy grain!
One night last week, in a pinch, DH decided to open the paddock gate into the yard and let Bridgit and her calf into our back yard. It worked really well...she got through to her grain long before the others figured out what we were up to, so by the time they came over to complain, they were securely locked out! That first time was pretty funny, trying to get her back in while keeping the others from getting out (it finally involved roping her horns and leading her in), and then trying to get her calf in, who was freewheeling through the yard in the dark, thrilled to have this new space to check out and run in. Oy.
The County Conservation District rep. was supposed to come out and help us determine how we could feed IN the paddock (new cross-fencing, different gating, or whatever), but he stood me up.
We now feed Bridgit in the back yard every evening...it's a RIOT!! Most of the time she's standing right at the gate, waiting for us. We've mixed it up a bit because Sheila has caught on to our scheme and tries to beat Bridgit to the gate, or at least comes running when she hears us coming. Her bull calf, T-Bone, the little rat fink, often rats us out and complains about the activity, so if Sheila doesn't see us first, her son does! A couple times when I grained Bridgit myself Annabel wasn't fast enough to join her mama before Sheila came to the gate, so she had to stay in the paddock, and wasn't happy about it. Now she's quick to stay right on Bridgit's heels. Even last night she went wild and ran all around the back yard before resigning to go back in the paddock, the little stinker! She even goes up on the patio and looks through the sliding door to our dogs, who are inevitably laying right there, staring at her and shivering with excitement. Oh, boy!
The one thing we have to watch out for is making sure we have Bridgit's horns roped so when she's done we can get her back in...as our lawn grows (and it's a patchy lawn at best), she wants to eat the grass more than go into the paddock for fresh hay!!!