There was a whole lot of bawlin' goin' on last night, as the cow camping in the woods suddenly decided that she missed her half-grown calf; and vice versa. I guess she had gotten to a place where she could see the rest of the herd and she didn't really like the solitary life all that much.
Anyway -- I tried several techniques to get her to come to me up in the woods. I had a bucket of grain with me, and got her to follow me down the road to the closest gate. Once she got through the gate, she had no interest whatever in the grain. She knew that she now had access to the rest of the cows and went running to them in the pasture. The mother and child reunion was joyful, and there was a whole lot of nursin' goin' on before she dived into the hay and water.
Well, she'll have some nice memories of her vacation to ruminate over...
2 comments:
That brings back memories chasing around looking for cows in the woods. Its funny how they seem to have no problem find their way into the woods but don't have a clue as how to get back out again. ~Bob~
Aah what a nice heart warming story on a winter's day.
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