Showing posts with label breeding. Show all posts
Showing posts with label breeding. Show all posts

Thursday, December 23, 2010

Does This Stall Make Me Look Fat?

I'm not sure why, but something is amiss.  My normal girlish figure has been rounding out a bit lately.  Here's me, last summer, hanging out with my BFFs.:
Notice my svelte figure?

Now that the winter has arrived, and I've moved to the lower barn to keep warm, I'm getting kind of chubby.  Funny thing, though...so are my friends!  Maybe it's something in the feed.

I'm going to have to diet in the spring!

A girl can't get much exercise in the winter.  Maybe that's it.
My friends tell me that they get chubby every winter.  They have a wonderful week or two with the boys, then they all let themselves go.  Well, when spring comes, things will be different.  I've heard that most of us will have kids then (I never got to keep mine before.  That'll be different!).  All that babysitting will take off the pounds, I'm sure!  I wonder if my kids will have beautiful long ears like me and Jolt Cola, or pokey-outey ears like Herve and George?  I can't wait to meet them, no matter what!  Last year, I didn't have any kids, because I missed my herd and didn't get bred.  This year will be different!  I can tell. 

But boy, am I hungry!!!!!  I sure hope mom brings licorice again!

Licorice and ice cream?  Please?

Saturday, December 11, 2010

A Sad Day

Candy the cow finally went into labor the day before yesterday, at 1 AM in the morning.  We'd all been waiting to see her new baby, but he was stillborn.  What a terrible night.

Miss Kathy keeps a human baby monitor nearby when our times come, and was on hand to help Candy.  She told mom that she and Eric had to work hard to straighten out Candy's calf's feet so he could be born, and that he was a very large baby.  Sometime during the delivery we lost him.  It's a very sad week at the farm.

Poor little Pumpkin was looking forward to having another calf to play with.  I guess he'll have to wait for our kids which will be coming in March now.  By then, he'll be much bigger.  I hope he'll still like to play!


We mothers-to-be are all so sorry for Miss Candy.  Thank goodness she has her health, and can try again next year.

Your Lady in Waiting,
Faith

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

My Winter Project

Kid Stuff
Just a few weeks ago (it seems like forever!), mom took me to visit the new love of my life.  His name is Jolt Cola, and he's sooooo handsome.  Mom wanted us to make a beautiful Nubian baby for her to love.  She told Kathy (the owner of the farm where I live) that she'd be especially happy if I had a little boy, because then he could live on the farm and make more beautiful half-Nubian babies with all the other girls. Of course, if I had a little girl, she'd be a beautiful Nubian Princess, just like me.  Anyway, mom arranged a date, and took me back to Lilac Corners, where I was born, to meet Jolt.

Lilac Corners Jolt Cola
Isn't he handsome?  I got to spend three whole weeks with Jolt, and when mom came to pick me up, she said I smelled just like him.  I love the way he smells, so I took that as a compliment.  His person Mandy said she hadn't see us getting frisky together, but mom thinks we did.  I'm not telling!  Mom needs a surprise every now and then! Last year, I surprised her real good by not getting bred by Herve or George, even though they're both very handsome and studly Toggenbergs.  I was saving myself for Jolt, so I took a year off while she figured it out. We Princesses can do that.

Dad and I had a "talk" on the way home.  How embarassing!
I got to ride in the truck's cab on the way home from Lilac Corners, and mom said she'd have to open the windows.  I'm sure she just wanted me to enjoy the night air.  She's so thoughtful.

So you see, I might have a little project to work on between now and March or early April.  I'll keep you posted!  In the meantime, Daisy finished up a little project of her own.  Daisy didn't get to spend any time with a handsome fella beforehand though; she and Miss Kathy cooked this one up themselves.  We call him "Pumpkin", because he was born right around Halloween.  He thinks he's a goat; I don't have the heart to burst his bubble.  Maybe I'll let him down easy when he's a little older.

He's no Nubian, but he's pretty cute, isn't he?