Little Merlin, while gentle with me, seems to have a ravenous appetite and pushes his way to the feeder with the big cows. That's how he gets covered in hay. He is also the only one with shaggy hair. At this point I don't know if the shagginess is just an individual peculiarity or a trait of bulls which cows don't exhibit:
Loretta is tall and lanky. She'll be a fine cow some day:
Notice the cattle over by the barn? They are helping themselves to the trace mineral salt block and the powdered minerals, both of which contain selenium, which is in short supply in our local soils:
Rosella is a big girl now, though still somewhat smaller than the older cows. But she's much more tame because she's known me all her life:
Jasmine is my wide bodied girl and a lovely cow. She's gentle and a lover of hay and grass, the only animal I have who prefers them to grain. Apples, however, are her weakness:
I brought the girls a new hay bale shortly before dark and they tore into it as if they hadn't eaten in a week. Indeed, they are eating/pooping machines:
I gave the cattle their last afternoon bucket of apples. I had come to enjoy these daily feedings almost as much as they did:
It was fun to watch the calves figuring out what to do with apples, first tasting them and then learning how to chew them up:
Eat hearty, girls. You won't be getting any more apples until next autumn:
Next autumn? I don't think I can wait that long:
To end this post, I caught Scarlett, doing a curtsy:
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