Tuesday, 8 May 2012
The first of the summer grazers have arrived. They came yesterday - a dozen or so young British Blue X cattle belonging to our friend and neighbour. These young ladies left their mums in the Autumn and have been inside since, so this is their first foray into the big wide world unaccompanied by mum to keep them safe.
Needless to say they are frisky in the extreme. They fly up and down the pasture, tails in the air and feet thudding in the damp grass. Anybody entering the field invites a careering group who screech to a stop a few yards away and then watch carefully. Turn and face them and say boo and they retreat backwards very quickly.
I for one do not intend to enter the pasture for a few days yet. Tess goes with the farmer and Tip, his sheepdog, and takes absolutely no notice of them whatsoever. This afternoon, when the farmer has his walk, I hope he takes the camera and gets a photograph to add to this blog - in the meantime it is photographless for obvious reasons!
Here comes the photograph. Tip, our sheepdog, is keeping his eye on them in the foreground - and as usual they are going across the pasture like rockets. Hopefully, they'll settle down in a couple of days.