We had an incident that
led to housing Dodger and Stormy in separate stalls inside the barn for a few
days prior to Patty and Killian being taken to Hampton’s. Mr. Stormy gave us a little bit of a struggle helping him through a bout with Scours.
Jen and I had headed to
Academy in Knoxville to pick up bag rolls for the FoodSaver. Naturally – Hell always breaks loose when I
leave the house. Never fails. Stormy managed to get his Easy Wean out of
his nose. It was raining. And of course – he nursed on Cora – who had
not nursed in over a week.
We won’t be using these
Easy Wean appliances in the future. They come off our Dexter babies too easily. Our
little yard seems to be a really good place for the babies to be fence-weaned
from now on.
I’m just glad we got home
when we did. Dwayne had also forgotten
to go get feed. And Co-Op was closed. He got to drive all the way to Lenoir City
and buy feed to get us through until Monday.
Dishing out a completely
different feed to our cattle in an instant is something that can downright set
me to pulling feathers out of my butt.
But I had enough of the other left over to mix in for the next couple of
feedings. And we handed out extra hay.
It turned out to be a
positive. These animals went nuts over
the Purina Stocker Grower. Cora’s
previous owner used that feed. After
watching them eat without flipping feed bowls and leaving absolutely no waste –
we decided to stick with what works. Our
cattle have begun to lay down in contentment and chew their cud a lot
more. This is what we want to see. It means they’re actually digesting their
food properly. The mountains of manure
in the paddocks are nowhere to be found.
We’ve been able to reduce
Cora’s ration back to the same feed and amount as everyone else. We compensated a little with morning hay
until we got her moved over with Artist and April. All in all – everyone is now grazing more
productively as we want.
We’ve been putting Stormy
and Dodger through a gamut of training centered around their halters and lead
ropes. They’ve also been going through
conditioning for getting used to us removing their halters when they come into
the stalls at night – and putting them back on before they step outside for
breakfast in the mornings. The routine
of off and on helps with being able to stand beside them anywhere and put a
halter on them for any reason in the future.
We’re now able to stand
around with them. They have no problems
letting us pet and love on them. Both
boys are settling in with common routines and almost walk right beside us. They take no issue to walking up to us now –
as well.
It’s the petty little
things you can do during feeding time that can be used for big reasons down the
road. I use my ‘buzz words‘ as I did with the others.
They even stand still out
in the little yard and let us adjust their halters without any need for a lead
rope. I always give a few minutes to
connect ‘does that feel better?‘ to
a problem being fixed – long enough for them to focus on the difference in how
the fix feels.
They connect the dots in
no time at all. And a strong sense of
trust blossoms enough to allow us all the time we need. They come to understand that we’re doing
something for them that will help them feel more comfortable.
There have been several various
routines we’ve begun to teach and swap.
These routines allow helping them become comfortable with things like
being tied to posts with enough excess lead rope that lets them eat from a feed
bowl on the ground. No more stretching
in attempts to break free. No more need
to tie them up taut – as is done when they are being administered to for any
animal care or grooming. This was an
issue while they were in the same paddock with Patty. But it is – pretty much – something normal to
be expected. That’s why training is
important.
They were allowed to keep
their feed bowls all day for the first day.
They had not finished their rations.
But we let them slide. They both
left a little bit of feed in their bowls on the second day. I gave them time until I finished feeding everyone
and tending to the chickens before pulling their bowls and passing the
leftovers to Artist and April. Leftovers don’t get left inside the barn to
encourage rodents. And both boys
decided to finish up all their rations before I took up their bowls that next morning.
The really cool thing
about all this training and conditioning is that we don’t have to spend months
going through boring repetitions. One of
the many wonderful traits that Irish Dexter Cattle possess is a strong level of
memory retention. For example – Bruce
went months without a halter and not being put on a lead rope. He still throws a fit when we try putting his
halter on. Always has. Until we bring out the bucket with a treat. And when we hook that lead rope – it’s as if
he spent the day before walking all around the entire area with us.
Artist – April – and Cora are
now in a paddock together. The girls
will remain with Artist until a week or so out from their due dates – if we’re
lucky enough to get our young man to succeed.
Dodger and Storm will
remain in the little yard for a while longer – while they go through more
continued training. Soon - they’ll be
moved back to the paddock where they were born and nursed.
Bruce is now in a paddock by himself – but center
to the other two larger paddocks. He’s
able to commune with everyone at the fences.
He’ll have the best of both worlds – until he goes to Hampton’s in
November.
Already – in the short
time since Patty and Killian were taken to Hampton’s – all the others seem to
have calmed down so much. You can feel
the quiet and the peacefulness in the air.
You look at all of them during mid-day and there might be 1 or 2
standing.
Cora has already started
her assertiveness toward April at the feed bunker. But we’re working on that. She gets a special treat for being a good
girl if she shares.
Our cost for a 50lb. bag
of feed has gone up almost $2.00 per bag.
And we’re driving all the way to Lenoir City to buy it. Yet - the feed bill has gone down. There is no more waste – period. And we’re able to work scheduling for buying
feed alongside other errands requiring driving to Lenoir City.
I’ve been really tickled
by our little Fig tree this year! This
is its second season growing here. And
that little puppy has just loaded up with gorgeous figs! I only get about a half-dozen ready each day
now. But if all goes well – it’s a sure
sign that I’ll be canning fig preserves next year!
If that little Fig tree
doesn’t double up next year – it’ll triple up with some wonderful fruit!
Our dominate Americauna
Rooster is coming up absolutely gorgeous!
Took him a while. But he finally
got a handle on his ‘crow.‘ He had
a pubescent ‘Bobbie Brady Thing‘
going on there for a few weeks. We laughed
every time we heard him!
He’s funny to watch. I’ve caught him resting a couple times and it
looks so weird! He doesn’t lay all the
way down! He only bends his knees and
ends up resting on his drumsticks! Haha!
And the Girls are growing
so big and so pretty! Amazes me how we
can end up with 24 chickens that are 95% more quiet than the other 5 we had
before! Never again will I even look at
a Buff Orpington!!
We are struggling to keep
up with the grass around here. And it’s
got the upper hand on us at the moment.
But we’ll get there! One way or
another – we will win that battle. I can’t
stand high grass! Words start crawling
all over me – like ‘snakes‘ – ‘ticks‘ – ‘rats‘ – ‘chiggers.‘
Eeewwwwww!
The garden’s going
good. I’ve been breading and freezing
Okra for bagging with the FoodSaver. I’ve
been blanching and freezing green beans.
I’m gaining on a few packages of Purple Hull Peas. We have tomatoes coming. God willing – they’ll make it to harvesting
for sauce and diced tomatoes to be canned.
The Eggplant just seems to
be refusing to die. We’ve had an awesome
season of Eggplant Parmesan this year! And we have more eggplant coming every
time we harvest a few. All from 1 single
plant. I don’t get it!
There is one thing I think
I goofed up on. I thought I planted
Spaghetti Squash in one of the tractor tires.
The little babies on these 2 puppies are way too round and dented – like
a melon. And if I’m not mistaken – the seeds
may have come from an envelope that I forgot to mark.
I think I had one of those
‘ Screw it – let’s do it for shits n
giggles ‘ days.
I only know this. If I’d done it deliberately – they would have
croaked. With my luck – we’ll end up
with some really delicious melon for Christmas.
There it is again.
The story of my life!
