I checked on the new belties this evening. They seem to have slipped right into the herd’s hierarchy without a problem. Tulip has assumed the mother role, and it looks like Brutus thinks he’s the daddy. The youngsters appear to be getting on with all the herd members. I guess the belties are settling-in just fine.
Two new and very young belted Galloway cattle joined the marsh conservation herd today: a boy and a girl. It’s their first time out in the wider world. They are very skittish, but Tulip is looking after them so they’ll be ok. I went to find them this evening. When Tulip and Jess saw me walking through the Swamp, they rushed in amongst the trees and brought the belties into the open of me to see. It must be quiet a shock for these youngsters to be scooped up from the farm and deposited in the long, thick marsh vegetation without a please or thank you. Fortunately, it’s me the Galloways are afraid of; they have already settled well into the herd with the other members quickly forming a protective bond. Tulip and Jess attend and herd the newcomers as expertly as any cattle dog.
A mobile nail salon is calling in at the marsh tomorrow to attend to the cattle’s hooves. Do you think Jess looks excited?
Peace reigns supreme down on the marsh this evening: well… almost! The cattle are making good progress cutting new trails through a virtually impassable North Riverside Pasture. They are always interested in the people passing along the towpath and often stop to stare at the many brightly coloured narrowboats motoring up and down the canal. The pests the herd is unable to escape from at the moment are clouds of voracious flying insects, including far too many mosquitos. Fortunately, I am a slave to Jungle Formula insect repellent, so am spared the persistent attention and long-lasting effects of the majority of the biting insects on the marsh.