Over the past couple years we have been getting more and more animals. We started with Nova and then moved on to baby chicks, the chicks were a nice way to start and none of them died when they where little, and when the first chicken did die, there was just one less, rather then none.
This spring we got kittens, as you may have gathered from a previous post one of the kittens didn't make it as it got into Nova's pen and snuggled a bit to close. I am learning that learning can sometimes come at a high price in real farming. And when I say real I mean sharing the highs and lows, the wins and losses.
Just yesterday we got a day and a half old calf, it was rejected by the momma cow, and needed to be bottle fed. It was small and cute and I loved the idea. But with the rough start and being so small the calf didn't make it through the night.
I was sad when the kitten died, but the kittens were just to keep the mice down... so I was less attached I guess? The calf needed help and care to survive and it was so cute and calm and small... and I was a lot more excited about the calf then the kittens...the short of it is that I was very sad when Jared told me it didn't make it.
To add to the roller coaster, by the time I had got myself together and mentally moved on saying "everything will be like it was 2 days before" Jared called me outside, just as the farmer brought another calf to our place. This was is 8 weeks old already, so much bigger, hearty, and knew how to feed off the bottle well. At the time I wasn't quite sure if this was the greatest idea, to just keep replacing the animals when they die.... but by the end of the day, I do think it was very therapeutic for all of us.
Hazel seems to have a natural touch with animals, and it's been heart melting watching her interact and help feed all the animals.
So there you have it, the ups and the downs, the learning, the high prices, and the moving on.
Real life, Real love.