Monday, April 09, 2007

EASTER WEEKEND ON THE FARM

It's Easter Monday, and the weather is the usual fare for Saskatchewan in April - it's windy out there. Our family's gathering was on Saturday night and we hosted the feast here. There were sixteen of us so there was lots of noise and laughter. It's hard to tell who makes the most noise though, the three kids who were present, or the uncles with their jokes and wisecracks. It's always entertaining, though.

With the big meal behind us and the girls gone back to Winnipeg for their end-of-term exams, Sunday was a very quiet day. It must be more than three decades since the Easter bunny started coming to our house, but this year there were no eggs to be had. It seemed very strange.

I went to church in the morning- it was a longer service but we got to sing the joyous Easter hymns so it didn't seem long at all. After lunch Glen and I spent a good part of the afternoon outside doing chores and checking on the animals. One really cold night last week there was a calf born who was nigh on to frozen when Glen found him. We brought him and his mama into the barn and worked on warming him up. He didn't have the strength to suck even a bottle so we had to tube him to get some warm milk into him. Usually once does the trick, but he just couldn't seem to get it together enough to look for mama and her milk on his own. He had to be fed (tubed) 4 or 5 more times. The last two times Glen had to rope the cow and tie her solid (back and front) to the corral fence so that he could milk her. We have powdered milk that we had been mixing up for the calf, but there comes a time when if the cow isn't milked out she will shut down milk production and then when the calf can suck, she doesn't have anything for him.

Milking a wild cow is an adventure, even when she's tied solid to sturdy wooden posts. Thank goodness he only had to do it twice - this morning when we went out you could see that she had been milked out on the side Glen hadn't touched last night so baby must have finally figured it out. He is looking a lot perkier today; I think he's going to make it.

I have today off from work too, so we spent all morning out there again doing chores and sorting cattle out. Somehow one of the bulls got out into the cow herd this morning. That's not a good thing because chances are his incentive for the breakout was a cow in heat. We don't like having calves in January but we better be on the lookout for that next year. With all the new mamas out in the pasture, there is no telling who, or how many, were ready to be bred again.

We are having a good calving season so far this year. The slow learner I mentioned being the hardest trial we've had so far. We did have to go out and walk the pasture this morning because one mama was frantically looking for her baby and couldn't seem to find it. Turned out that another older cow had had her new baby close by where the lost one was laying and she wouldn't let it's mother close. Those new mothers are very territorial for the first little while after birth takes place. We were sure relieved to find the calf - there are coyotes all around and I while I was walking the fenceline I was very worried I was going to find leftovers from a coyote breakfast.

All the dug outs are full to overflowing now. Glen's has even starting filling in the low area around the actual holes he's dug. We're really surprised that there was that much water out there, it didn't seem like the snow pack was that great. The weather people are busy telling us that we could get another four inches of snow tonight so before dark we'll be back out there taking extra staw out for bedding for the babies out in the pasture. We don't want any more frozen calves to have to mess with - better that their mamas can provide all the one-on-one care - just leave the humans out of that equation if possible.

6 comments:

J Monteith said...

I am from Yoho, New Brunswicka nd have been reading your articles since day one. Sometimes it seems like a long time between them but then I look and it is usually a month.

I grew up on a smaller version of a farm here in NB than what you live on but then I have never been further than Toronto so I can just assume how big and flat land is in your province. I have seen pictures on TV and in magazines and hope some day to get a chance to see all of it.

Keep up the good work and all the interesting stories.

J. Monteith

JOCELYN said...

Hello to you in Yoho, NB. Thanks for the comment - actually I try to aim for every two weeks, but obviously I fail from time to time. You wonder about Saskatchewan, and I dream about seeing the Maritimes some day. With all the Katimavik kids we've had through here in the past year or so we've had to look up lots of different places on the map - now I'll have to see where Yoho is too.

J Monteith said...

Glad to hear from you. I will try to get a web site for you to look at which would show Yoho Lake which is quite pretty in the summer but cold in the winter.

We live about 25 kms. outside of Fredericton. My husband grows vegetables and I honestly believe he could grow anything anywhere.

I tell him about your website but he has not seen it. He has been across Canada quite a few times.

I will get that website for you and send it.

Judy M.

Farmboy in the City said...

hi joceyln

I would really like to see a wild cow being milked!

Perhaps this could be an idea for a new rodeo event

I continue to enjoy your blog.

Farmboy

JOCELYN said...

Hi Farmboy - I think there are a few fun rodeos that do feature a wild cow milking event. It's not something that a greenhorn should try alone. First you rope the cow's head, get the rope into a halter of sorts and tie her solid to one post. Then you take a much longer rope, tie one end to the head post and then string it along her body snugging it up tight to a good sturdy post at her tail end. Thirdly, you snare her outside back foot in a softer rope and tie it to the back post. Before you try to milk her, you let her dance around quite a bit so she creates her own slack - which you then snug up again. When she's got herself pretty much at one with the posts you move in for the milk although it's not a relaxing affair or a sit down exercise, but eventually you get enough to keep a calf alive.
Jocelyn

Kerrie and Brad Turton said...

I think the wild cow milking deserves a photo!