Strange Goings-On - Rumbles again

So anyway, I'm lying in the sun today when I notice the big hairy shadows of those things in the paddock, plus ex-dairy cow and three calves, wandering past my spot.

Somehow the little gate to the backyard had come open and so the beefy beasts have decided to go for a wander! Took themselves down the driveway and headed over the road to make themselves at home in the Fonterra paddock over the road. Must've decided they wanted to walk on short grass for a change of scene!

Beefy and co



Pippi



Luckily the cows are all keen for a bit of calf meal so they happily trotted after Brian like the piped piper as he lead them back into the big paddock.

Jenny and Brian were not amused but me and the dog think it was hilarious.




Speaking of the dog, she got spayed and microchipped on Saturday (bet she never gets in a stranger's car so quickly ever again after having that happen) but has been licking at the wound in the past couple of days so Jenny took her to the vet and when they came back Bess had a fancy dress neck collar thing on.

Keeps donking it against anything she gets too close too (including people's legs) and can't fit inside her kennel so will have to sleep in the run for a few nights (mind you, she spends most of her nights sleeping out on the grass I've noticed!) She looks like she's trying to get good TV reception and Jenny is worried that if it rains too hard Bess might drown if the collar bucket fills up!

The hens have been too free-range and not laying their eggs in a suitable spot eg their penthouse, so are being shut in until they start paying up again! I guess I should be appreciative of the freedom I have...though no-one seemed impressed with the dead chaffinch I brought them last weekend! If only the shower door had been open, then I could have carried the live bird into the house instead of having to murder it in the shower room. No appreciation around here I tell you - so there was a little blood spatter? nothing a good scrub can't fix!

And fix! Now that Brian has his petrol powered weed trimmer and can cut back the thistles (and cut through water pipes that go to farm troughs) he can spend his time cleaning up the mess he makes.

Which brings us back to mess. Let's hope the pig paddock gate stays shut from now on!

Ginge