#21 Cloud And SnowCloud
Yesterday our story ended with the announcement of Dusky’s birth, but #21 Cloud had been the one missing from the morning feeding and was still unaccounted for as we got Blackie and Dusky safely in the barn, dried off and eating.
Mike started back up the hill in search of the missing heifer #21, I went back across to the house to start up the bundling project that had been moved to the garage. This made the third trip for him.
Within an hour my phone was ringing with Mike again saying he needed help to get Cloud and her new baby down the hill and across the muddy mess of road to the barnyard. By the time I got my gear all back on and I made it across the road and bridge, I could see Mike, the new mother and her new baby coming down the logging road nearing the base of the hill.
We were able, with only a few stumbles in the footy-print mud holes, to get #21 Cloud and her baby across the expanse to the barnyard. By opening a couple of gates we got this pair into a pen in the barn right next to Blackie and her baby. We could tell that this baby is several hours older than Dusky who was found first. Cloud must have gone far uphill to have her calf so that she would be away from the nosy main herd.
Welcome to the farm heifer calf SnowCloud born 2/18/2021 and weighing in at 65 lbs. For a first-time-heifer delivery, this is the perfect weight. And we know she has good legs because SnowCloud’s first day of travel was extensive!
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This is so reminiscent of lambing season many years ago. The sheep tended to lamb close to the barn, so there was no trekking into the hills to find newborns. However, just as you were moving one sheep/lamb combo into their private “jug,” you would look around and another was being born. Sometimes in the morning there would be several newborns at once and it was a challenge matching up the right lamb with its mother. Great memories.