A reader recently asked if it’s a big deal to move the cows. Not really.
The cows were grazing along a fence line I have been working to clear on the southern edge of the property. From there I needed to move them back to the center of the property. We set up a temporary lane and walked them to the next spot. Julie led the herd and I followed to encourage the stragglers. Nobody yelled. Nobody got their blood pressure up. No big deal. It doesn’t matter that the calves squirt under the wire. They won’t leave mama. Everybody knows the routine. We are all well trained.
In this video they walk up the lane to the barnyard. We held them in the barnyard for a short time while we tore down and rebuilt fence. I had almost a mile of fence to tear down so it took a little while.
I had a similar situation Saturday morning when a calf knocked down a fence that wasn’t powered. The herd was scattered across a couple of acres. Once again, I just walked behind them zigging and zagging like a border collie, maybe a pat or two on the rump, and they went where they were supposed to. (then I powered the fence.) The dairy cows got out later on the same day. Different fence, not powered. So we really fixed the fence…all of the fence. At least moving them from A to B went well.
I enjoy working with my cattle…less so with other people’s cattle. I really should break down and buy a Bud Williams DVD. I know I need to get better.
Nice. Quiet, no drama.
Nice…I knew I needed a wife. I’m always by myself moving the cows.
You’ll have to move to another state. Are you sure the husband could handle two wives?
No, he can’t. When I say that, he tells me to be careful what I wish for…
Looks like a nice peaceful Sunday stroll down the lane! Have you banded your bull calves yet or are you planning on a feed of Prairie Oysters?
The vet wants us to give them a tetanus shot 2 weeks before we band. I need to pick those up…and soon.
Nice. That’s gonna look different when you have your 5,000 cows.
Yeah. You ever run short on money? If not, give me a call.