Honestly, the first couple of days of moving cattle to summer pasture is not reflected by the unfortunate, messy circumstances for No. 100, our first baby calf born this winter. Those in first place get their comeuppance eventually, I suppose.
|Here is No. 100 in cleaner circumstances, soon after its birth in January.|
And they went down the road, never once taking a snack break in the lush green wheat along the way. It helped that a neighbor had just fenced off his wheat field with electric fence. I don't think they realized there was an open buffet as they got closer to the corrals.
The biggest problem was the blustery wind. We ended up with a face full of dirt as we followed the procession to the corrals.