The Red Poll girls seem to thrive in the snow, though I let them into the barn on extra cold or wet nights:
And the two little horses have mostly been accepted as part of the herd:
Each bale of hay lasts two days. At the end of the second day (when this photo was taken), I roll the bale feeder to another spot, to receive a new bale in the morning. It has the added benefits of making it easier for the herd to eat the remaining hay and gives them a circle of soft, dry hay to sleep on that night:
Yes, they really do get icicles hanging off them:
Little Maggie, now six months old, is still nursing and still growing rapidly:
Little Tabitha likes to hang out by the Box Elder tree. Remy was licking the salt block in the background:
For the most part, the herd lives a quiet, comfortable, peaceful life:
And they are well fed - so well, in fact, that most of them are now on reduced grain rations:
Sweet natured Jasmine. Her collar looked tight, so I adjusted it while she ate hay. The collar was stiff and I had to wrestle with it, but gentle Jasmine didn't mind:
Eating hay is their main activity, interrupted only by periods of cud chewing:
This is what people on the gravel road see as they drive by:
A quiet scene, early in the morning. Apparently I had not re-positioned the bale feeder the night before as I usually do:
Maggie and Tabitha have really grown. It seems like they were just born.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Diann. Yes, they are getting to be too big for me to even put a tape measure around. I know because I tried yesterday.
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