Maisy’s in heat, thank goodness. Since break up her heat cycles have been a mystery. I noticed way back in February that she was in heat when she broke out of her little paddock for a fun walk-about the neighborhood. And apparently it didn’t take much to coerce Maggie into following.
I found both of them lounging in the neighbor’s fields, smoking cigarettes and smelling of cheap booze as if nothing had happened. Ha! She just smirked at me for scolding her.
She had no shame.
None, I tell you!
That was the last time I had even a hint that she was cycling.
But I saw her try and mount Maggie this morning and that’s the big sign. I’m sure having her out on the lush pasture has helped bring her into heat. Now we’ll watch. If she comes into heat again in 21 days, we will have established a pattern and I can call the AI guy for a date with a handsome hunk of a straw in July.
I don’t think we are ready for a replacement for Maisy. She’s only 7 years old but with the price of milk cows going through the roof, this next calf might be a little Jersey girl. I have to think on it a bit more before deciding our best course of action.
We finally saw a hint of sun today.
That’s great news as the sweet pigs are in mud up to their elbows. It’s really what they live for: mud. They have a fine dry area of straw where they can hang out while the rest of the world dries out. But nooooo. The fatties and their mother (hmmmm~ wonder where they get their love of mud?) have been in pig heaven nosing about the mud, digging for roots, slinging bits of mud here and there and slinging mud all over each other. It’s kind of disgusting. And it drives me crazy to see them caked.
But they are happy.
We are down to 9 chicks. They disappear without a trace. I’m not sure how that happens. The momma hen is so attentive. Plus the babies have several aunties who are also watching over them. (All the aunties are Black Australorps, I might add.)
But not a single sparrow can fall to the ground without our Father knowing it. So I know that what is to be will be.
Thank goodness I’m not in charge of the world. I would surely make a mess of things.
And that goes for chicks, too.
Today’s count: 49 eggs, 1.25 gallons milk (Hmmmm. A big drop in production. I wonder what’s going.)
What’s for supper: Party food! We are going to a graduation party for some family friends! Yay!
Weather: A 40 percent chance of showers, mainly before 3pm (it’s raining now). Partly sunny, with a high near 58. Southwest wind around 16 mph, with gusts as high as 23 mph. Tonight mostly cloudy, with a low around 35. West southwest wind 9 to 14 mph becoming light southwest after midnight. Winds could gust as high as 20 mph.