Last Monday Brett found the camera out sitting on the edge of the driveway--Yay!!!! After a week out in the rain and dew I wondered if it would work. After three days in a bowl of rice. . . this is a picture of me when we found out the camera worked. I guess there is something to be learned from watching crime investigating tv shows. I would have never know the rice trick.
Yesterday we were out working on some fence between the garden and the goat pen. It took us a couple of hours and during that time I noticed one of the cows was not up with the rest of them. So when we got done, Brett and I went on a walk around the trees. At the last place we looked we found her--number 7, affectionately known as Pig Pen--was laying at the edge of the trees just at the beginning stages of calving. We sat down and watched. A little while after we sat down all the cows came running by on their way to water. This startled the mamma, so she got up and walked further into the woods. We snuck around from the backside and watched for another 30 minutes while she had a little calf. It was very awe-inspiring. It was a boy--we named him Long John after his pirate patch.
He is a good-looking and strong calf. We went out this morning to tag and band him and I could hardly hold him down while Brett did the dirty work.
All in all this first week of fall has been a good one.