Phew! We just got through the craziness that was the Christmas weekend and with the exception of Maxy fighting off a minor viral bug (knocking on wood) he picked up from his cousins, it seems we the humans of CCNF are all unscathed and happy. Wish I could say the same was true at all…
The farm today feels and looks a bit like my imagined vision of Ireland: very wet and very green. Unfortunately it’s missing the fun-loving carousing and singing from the local pub. Perhaps there’s something that can be done to address that? The yearling boys that were kicked out of the Main Barn late last week…
Whenever we do herd health here there are inevitably any number of jokes made at the expense of our weanling/yearling males. They are after all going through some ongoing process of simultaneously missing their mothers while also discovering their independence (and their sexuality) with the added edge that only an influx of testosterone can offer….
