We moved Mooster, the cow, home from the honeymoon pasture yesterday; the farmer's wife assured us that her time there was successful. I sure hope so since (for you non-farm types), milk cows don't produce milk until they produce a baby. She is very gentle; I wasn't sure what to expect since the few hours yesterday was the most time I have ever spent with a cow.
It seems that it would have been smart to have moved the picnic tables out of the area before we installed the electric fence, but no one thought of it, so now they are cow observation platforms.
Once we let the donkey and goats back out of the small goat fence into the pasture, they were eating along totally unaware of the cow on the other side of the fence for quite a while. Once they saw her, they all froze and stared. The goats stayed frozen and stared but Chewy, the donkey, kept turning and galloping about half way back to the barn before he would get his nerves up to come close again.
They did this for several hours. All the while, Mooster just stared at them.
James built Mooster's new hay feeder while Elijah and Selah played on it.
In the next few days, I am going to move Vinny, the stud goat, in the fence with Mooster and then allow Leia and her babies to have the large pasture with the donkey. The time has also come to sell Teddy; he is sweet and I will make sure he gets a good home.