Cheeseburger

Cheeseburger

So I  live on a farm. My husband has lived here for about 35 years. When his parents first bought it, they farmed it for a few years, but after their kids grew up and moved, they made an agreement with another family to farm the land. That family maintained the property until last year. Over the years we have gained about 5 or 6 cows. When the other family decided not to farm any longer, we had the cows we gained, spend the winter with his herd until the spring then he brought them back here. We had a couple butchered and the four remaining cows we planned on having butchered over the next couple of years. Two mama cows and two calf's are what we had in the spring. The one black cow is kinda mean and pushy with the other mama cow and it's calf. Whenever we feed them grain, it knocks them out of the way and the other cows don't usually get much. It is the oldest and the original 1st cow. We decided since she is the oldest we would have her butchered this fall since her calf was no longer nursing. 
I always have a bucket of scraps to give them about every other day, over ripe tomatoes, fruit, potato skins, etc. She is always "talking" to us when we are outside, letting us know she wants some goodies. When I give them the scraps she charges the other cows so they can't get any.

We tell the other cows it won't be long until she is out of their hair. My brother named her Cheeseburger.

So Kim is outside yesterday and he sees a big brown lump on the ground near Cheeseburger and walked over to see what it was he was seeing. It was a baby calf! We couldn't believe it! We knew she was fat when she got here in the spring but just thought it was because she was still nursing and full of milk. Wrong!

So, looks like Cheeseburger will be with us for at least another year.

My brother will have to get his cheeseburgers some place else!