My new babies, Henry and Hope, are doing great, and Grace is being a wonderful foster-mother to them. It may be easier for her now, since we hauled her last crop of babies (Whitie, Gypsy, and Moose) to the livestock auction. With her natural daughter gone, she is liable to bond to these youngsters better.
It was a rather sudden decision, to sell that group, but honestly, our place (or I should say, the grandson's place, since he is the owner now) cannot support as many cows and horses as we had living here; those five-month-old babies were eating as much as full-grown cows. It will be interesting to see how much money the Holsteins brought, because I only know what beef cattle are worth, and dairy stock isn't worth nearly that much. I watched a lot of the sale online, live, and saw that the beef cattle prices are hanging in there.
As I told Cliff, I have the two new babies. As long as I have a milk cow and a couple of calves to play with, that's all I need to keep me happy.
My intention is to keep the little Jersey bull long enough to breed Penny, and then the grandson is going to have him butchered. I'm hoping the fellow whose bulls we used on Grace and Penny the last time will still be willing to allow us to take our cows for a visit when the need arises, but of course what won't be until this coming winter.
Not much has been happening around here. I got in quite a bind with my book-reading: I put several popular books on reserve at the library some time back, and about five of them came due within a seven-day period. So I've been reading up a storm. I just finished "All the Light We Cannot See", which I enjoyed immensely, and have just begun "The Girl on the Train", which I'll probably finish quickly.