listening to the three inches of rain we received fall on the roof,
In our absence, with an apparent scent of Spring in the air, bulls had smashed several fences in their plight to rendesvous with maiden heifers and breeders alike.
So as the rain fell and the thunder rolled we worked cattle through the yards,
directing agitated, excited, fighting bulls back to their paddock for a further two months of purgatory, before our breeding season begins.
Testament to the mighty job they performed last season, babies greeted us at every turn.
Some, more noticeable than others
all assured of full bellies with this early break to the season.
Unfortunately this critter also put in an appearance, fortunate to be shot by the Canon only.
And while some livestock producers employ the services of Maremma sheepdogs to ensure the safety of their livestock, we're fortunate to have these low-cost girl children on the job.
Unfortunately, the boy child,
though armed, still hasn't fully realised the need to be in the same proximity as the cattle.