Back into the corral

In the hayfield, last year's grass was pretty much eaten down and the new grass was greening up and starting to grow.  Time for the cattle to return to the corral in order to let the green grass get a head start on the growing season.

Wednesday morning the herd was laying in the corral taking a siesta.  By the time I got out there four cattle had wandered out of the corral back into the hayfield.

I moved the bull calf into the loading corral, placed a small water trough in there with her, and filled it with water.  Some green grass and the smaller round hay bale was in there for food.  Momma was interested in checking the loading corral out and I considered leaving her in there also.  But then she began to violently rub her head against the hay bale and started rocking it.  Before she could roll it off the wooden pallet I shooed Momma out of the corral.

Once I let the herd into the part of the corral with the large hay bale in the metal feeder the four cattle in the hayfield saw what was happened and wanted back into the corral.  I let them back in.  Easier than herding them into the corral.

The four cattle still in the hayfield

Momma waiting for the herd to join her. Still no baby calf.

Bull calf in the loading corral

When I had the gate open to the hayfield the cattle liked to scratch on the fence.

So much for cleaning the manure out of the corral.  It doesn't take long to get messy again.

Most of the herd

Beulah's daughter had a growth spurt within the past week.  Look how long her legs got.

What ya looking at?

Daisy, of course.  A favorite place for her to lay.