We spent most of the weekend finding fat cows.
hands on hips mandatory for counting out.
A meatworks cheque a few weeks before Christmas helps put the ho in the ho ho ho.
The team found it a little dull, and stinking hot.
Jess displayed her artistic talents, yet another shortfall in the genetics lucky dip.
Baby calves are still falling. This little heifer hiding herself in the brown grass. Unfortunately very limited rain having fallen at Bottle Tree yet.
Her young Mum quick to arrive on the scene after seeing our interest.
What are you doing behind that tree big fella?
Spirits rose considerably when we headed west to undertake a fixed time AI program Saturday dinner time, with a hundred and twenty droughtmaster heifers awaiting our arrival.
Most exciting was the knowledge that nine puppies were also present.
Try as they might we managed to come home without one. Our Ruby hopefully due to deliver some of our very own just two days after Christmas.
Back to Bottle Tree Sunday.
These youngsters starting to look like a bit of branding work come first week of school holidays.
Four weeks of school left for the youngsters, two for Sarah.
But who's counting?