But our first attempt to gather the heifers from the Peace Creek pasture was unsuccessful. We tried enticing them with a bale of hay.
But they stubbornly refused to cross the reeds, even with the promise of a mid-morning snack.
Maybe they were dreading their upcoming doctor's appointment (even though they don't have the added trauma of stepping on the scales the moment they arrive for their doctor's visit.) We had to postpone their appointment with the veterinarian for the next day.
The heifers' lack of cooperation surely couldn't have been the exceptional help.
That's right: I was promoted to 4-wheeler driver. If only the job promotion came with a pay raise. Jake honked the horn from the tractor.
On the day of the silage harvest, the heifers came across the creek for a peek at the action. Maybe they can remember their way when we try the round-up again next week. Hopefully, the cows haven't spread the word to the inexperienced heifers that the doctor's appointment is one of those kind of doctor visits. You know we ladies drag our feet when it comes to the OB/GYN.
Have a good weekend!
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