I’m often trying to clarify with Rupert – “what’s the difference between cattle and cows?”…I might be getting closer to understanding it all now, but I still tend to use the affectionate term cows as I’m traipsing after them with my camera, enjoying the melody of their munching on fresh pasture. When this little one was born (a bit of a surprise a few days after we brought the cows and spring calves home from the neighbour’s barn to join the others in the field), she went missing for a few hours, but showed up again close to momma the next morning. Rupert managed to corral mom and calf, and Hazel enjoyed watching them for a few days, making sure the calf was strong with good instincts, before we released them back to join the others.
These pictures were taken a few weeks ago, and she has grown quite a bit since then. She also seems to have stopped her practice of ducking under the electric fence to get some space away from the crowd.
Oh, and now that I’m getting a handle on cows and cattle, I’m going to try to tackle the definition of a “board”… hj