My eight-year-old grandson sat beside me on the settee at home and, on watching Friday’s video, asked if Jill’s new bull calf could be named after him. So the calf’s name is now Sam-Bull Shetland. Later, a panicked Jill Shetland galloped through Hoo Brook Pasture gate and down the corridor, coming to a dead-stop at North Riverside Pasture gate. She had a quick look into the pasture before walking slowly back along the… Read More
The cattle are having the most marvellous time on the marsh at the moment. They have free access to much of the north marsh and are able the choose the tastiest of new lush vegetation on which to dine; they even have the luxury of turning up their noses at less palatable plants. However, things are about to change! The herd is to embark on some serious work improving Hoo Brook pasture… Read More
The herd was in North Pond Pasture. I walked along the Northern Corridor. Rose spotted me and started that shrieking bellow for hers. Flanked by Tyson and Rocky, Blossom and her calf came out to meet me.
Blossom separated from the herd on Wednesday, so I knew she was about to give birth or her calf had already arrived. I searched the area that evening and found nothing. I searched yesterday and this morning, but again found nothing. On other occasions, cows have taken me to see their newborns. Blossom didn’t show the interest I was expecting, but I felt sure the calf had arrived. This morning Blossom was within a few metres of the… Read More