Girls, Girls, Girls!

Not quite the Elvis Presley Californian girls,

but they are our girls...

Yesterday was spent checking cow condition.

I am pretty sure I haven't got my grass budgeting quite right but going on cow condition I don't think it's a dismal fail either. The wet years have thrown us a bit out of whack, but we're drought kids right...through the 90s it never rained much either. I was a bean counter, punching numbers into a computer in Rockvegas in those days. Lach remembers only to well. We've been bullish in the wet, given that there are still few strategies open to us...which way we go will decide how much rain falls out of the sky this week.

This next lot of cows are destined for the meatworks after they raise their calves. Unfortunately learning their mother's bad character traits along the way.

Culling for temperament continues...our pet hate is an animal with a bad temperament. It looks like this cow has been left in charge of calf playgroup.

 

And then there is the 2013 heifer drop who have freshened up nicely from the plain and now forage on the green grass from Spring rain (grateful for that rain too I might add) in the forest country around the house.

We are still a mixed bag of composites, but every year we are improving the genetics and temperament.

And as for the chooks, well the old birds are completely off the lay, I don't think I have secured an egg from them in 2 months...

And these young birds are a little way off from laying but with six of them (maybe five if Roger really is a Roger) there will be an influx of eggs they...obviously before Roger has his way with them...chook experts when will I know that?