New Life on the Ranch

Last night the guys had to help a heifer (one of the females that has never had a baby before) deliver her calf. She had been laboring for quite a while and, like some of us women, she just needed some assistance.  All went well with that.  Mark asked me to check on momma and baby when I checked cattle on my shift in the night (remember the 3 am check?).  So, at 3 am I went into the barn and found the two of them snuggled up close together.  Mom got up right away but baby didn't care that I was around.  I stood 'her' up.  I wanted to see if the calf had suckled (eaten) yet.  It is very important that the calf get colostrum (the first milk) in the first few hours as that milk from the cow has important nutrients to keep the calf alive and healthy.  I sometimes can tell if the calf has sucked by looking at the cows utter, but that is not always accurate.  This was one of the times I was not so sure.

So, I enjoyed the time of watching this Hereford calf run around the pen.  I thought about a name for 'her'.  Oops, I got a peek under the tail area and could see it for sure it was not a 'her' IT was a HE.  Shoot, I was going to name 'her' Nami, but now have to call it Dan!!   You see we'd gotten a 'Flat Nami' in our email about the same time this fella was born so I thought it would be fun to name the calf after her for her school project  (like the 'Flat Stanley' many of us have done before).  Instead we will have to use her Dad's name!!

Anyway, the calf skipped and jumped and slipped.  He ran and Mom sniffed and mooed at him.  Maybe she was telling him to settle down and eat?!  He played some more, peeked under mom.   Then he laid down for a bit and Mom came to lick him off a bit more (that is a cow's way of cleaning her calf off and her way of getting used to his smell so she recognizes her own calf).  She made him stand up and eat too!

So, after about thirty minutes of enjoying this bonding time I got to see this:

Dan's First Meal

I had a chance to get a photo of the calf  - now known as Dan - with Flat Nami:

I think Dan might be wanting to give Nami a kiss!!

Sounds of the Night Shift

Back in the 'old days' - before Facebook & blogging - I used to send out emails to family and friends during my 3 AM cattle checks.  I would report on the previous few days or the weather or whatever was on my mind (& sometimes it didn't make any sense because I was too tired but HAD to stay up!).  Since Facebook, I have not done that very much.  So, I thought it was time to report again!  

The sounds on my shift tonight were so pleasant that I just have to share about them.

First, I wake up to the radio playing "I'll by Missing You".   So, that song is stuck in my head as I walk around checking the cattle.   (Lucky for all, I don't sing it out loud!)

First step out of the door of the house and I hear the jingling dog tags on Odie.  There is no wind which is perhaps one of my favorite sounds.   The sound of NO wind that is.  The temp is about 30 above so there is only a slight bit of ice on any water that had been running during the day.  The mud has just a little crunch to it from freezing on the top layer.  A train is heard off in the distance.  I walk down a little hill to check the heifers (those who have never had a calf before).  Clang, clink, clunk.  The sound of taking the chain off and on to get through the gate.  I hear, and see, a few 'girls' chewing on some hay.  Others chewing their cud.  Ahh, the sweet sound of a new momma resting with her baby as if to say, "Look at my baby, isn't it the best?".  She has the nicest, softest little "Moo" - almost like a whisper so not to wake the baby, but enough to get my attention.

The rustling of straw as I walk around the pen of heifers.  They sure have settled down since I started this shift the end of February!  Then they would get up and run, now I could snuggle right in with them!

A flock of geese must be flying over as I can hear the 'honking'.    I just hope they are headed north.

I crawl over the fence (there may or may not be a couple of human noises here) and climb up the hill to check on one lone cow.  Heavy panting sounds from the overweight human are heard.   Again, the quiet moo of a new momma cow.  Back down the hill, crunching ice as I cross the little stream of water.  Do you hear the babbling?   There is a little waterfall here too.

Up a little hill, over another fence and further up a hill.  Yes, the human is panting again!  Oops, a little calf is running around without the cow nearby.  It says hello, "Moo" in it's little voice then comes over to me.  "I am not your mom.  Go find your mom.", I tell the calf.  It is a cute little Hereford baby.

I climb through the feed manger and walk to the Jeep.  A bit of crunching of the thin ice and slightly frozen mud can be heard.  I can also hear two owls visiting with each other.  "Who-who-Who" followed by "Who".  (I never hear the 't' sound so I think they say 'who' not 'hoot'!)

Crunk, Bang.  The sound of the Jeep door opening (it has a few dings in it so the door hits the fender when you open it.).  Click.  rattle.  Click.  It won't start.  clunk.  (put it Neutral)  Vroom!  (okay, not really, but you know what I mean - the thing started!)  The crunching sounds of the ice bits again.  Roll down the window.   Now the crunching sounds of driving on a gravel road.   Banging around trying to get the spot light out the window - and plugged in to the lighter spot.  I drive along slowly using the spot light to check the cattle as I drive the half mile to the north.  I really don't hear much except the gravel and an occasional cow talking.  (Lucky for me, tonight I didn't even hear the coyotes.   Guess they were happy about no wind too.)

I turn around and come back home.  Tonight I leave the window down on the drive back too as it is so nice out.  I take time to enjoy the lights of Minot Air Force Base, the glow of the lights from the city of Minot and the dark sky so full of stars.  

Back in the yard, two dogs are excited to see me.  They growl and play with each other.  Their dog tags are jingling.  The third dog is waiting at the door.   They all want in the house.   "It is too nice outside.  You guys stay out."  *sounds of scooping dog food*  (I don't know how to describe that!)   clink, clink, clink as the dog food is put into three dishes outside.    Water is running to fill their water dish.  I need to tell them, "no", as I come into the house because Rufus still wants to come in.

There you have it.  The sounds from my cattle check.  It is so nice to have beautiful weather - with NO wind.

Weeks 4, 5 & 6 with Quacker

Things have been crazy here at the Ranch.  I got a bit behind on this 52 week project so am playing 'catch-up'!  Hubby and I - and Quacker - were on vacation. 

Here are some Quacker vacation photos from Costa Rica ...

Pre-Columbian Art

 

viewing the Pacific Ocean (actually the Gulf of Nicoya which is part of the Pacific)

 

at the Caribbean Sea 

(A huge wave came in and almost took Quacker out to sea, luckily I grabbed him!)

 

We are now home again so I have to get back to work.

Week 3: 52 weeks of Genealogy

Week 3:  All about your parents:

Dad & Mom  (taken Oct, 2013)

 

Wayne C. HANSEN was born in 1927 on the family farm south of Ryder, North Dakota. Carol J. ANDERSON was born in 1938 in Minot, North Dakota.  They married in 1961 in Ryder, ND. 

Mom & Dad farmed and ranched together all of their married life.   Well, until they retired a few years ago.  Dad still likes to help my brothers whenever possible but they are not letting him do as much as he'd like (safety reasons). 

Mom & Dad were on a bowling team when the kids were young.  They also enjoyed playing whist (card game) every Sunday night with the neighbors at the old school house down the road.  All six of us belonged to a local Square Dance Club and did some of that on weekends too. 

Mom used to sew clothes for us kids - especially for the girls.  She sewed matching square dance clothes for our family of six.  We were the talk of the dance in those outfits!  She has done a lot of quilting in her retired years.  Dad will help with quilting projects sometimes too!

Mom & Dad have enjoyed spending many winters in Apache Junction, AZ.  There they enjoy making new friends, visiting and playing games.  Mom has done a lot of quilting with the quilting group down there.  Dad plays Shuffle board many weekday mornings.

Though age is showing, Mom & Dad are doing pretty well.

Week 3/52: Quacker meets Andy

Some of our followers wondered if they would ever see Andy again.   (For those of you new to me:  Andy was the subject of my 52 Week Photography Project in 2013)

This week Andy wanted to share a little advice with Quacker.

 

I sure hope he only shared the fun stuff!

Sunny Saturday

I went for a walk on Saturday to enjoy the beautiful spring-like weather we were having.  I snapped a couple of photos to share with you.

All three dogs walked with me.  These two belong to Christopher & Paige.  They are named Odie (white one) and Eli.  This stick was so big it took both dogs to carry it I guess!  Our dog, Rufus, was a bit camera shy. 

 

The cattle are enjoying the nice day.  We are lucky to have this coulee to feed them in as it provides a lot of protection from the wind.

Week 1/52 and Week 2/52: 52 Weeks of Genealogy

I just learned of this genealogy (family history) game.  Since I enjoy working our genealogy, I thought it would be fun to participate.

Week 1 - How Did You Get Your Name?  I am named after my maternal grandmother (my mom's mom).  Her name was Annette Marie and so is mine.  Grandma was born in Norway in 1904.   I believe that this is part of the old naming tradition in Norway (not that my family had been following that tradition).

This is my high school graduation day with my grandparents

including the grandmother I'm named after.

 



Week 2 - What Toys Did You Play With?  I don't remember really having any favorite toy.  I did NOT like dolls!