Post by dmbenson on Jan 11, 2012 7:32:12 GMT -5
Bisco came home Yesterday morning - What an absolute love! The trailer pulled up in front of the barn, and I see her nose way up in the air - doing her best to see where she is over the top of it. He backed the trailer into the barn aisle and she jumped off of the trailer, spent about 2 minutes of walking around the middle of the barn checking out all the pregnant goats in their stalls, and trotted right into her new stall.
Now that I've got her home, I do believe she's a Dutch Belted rather than a Galloway.
First, she has lovely long legs, and second she's got horns - and in researching, everything I've been able to find says the Galloway are naturally polled.
Anyway - I got her (brand new ) halter on her, poured wormer down her back, and spent a few minutes just scratching her and letting her get used to me and her new home, gave her some fresh hay and left her to get settled. An hour or so later I went out and spent well over an hour picking cockleburs out of her, including a fist sized mat right in front of her poor little teats and another one from between her front legs - she HAD to be horribly uncomfortable! I ended up with, quite literaly, a football sized mass of burrs by the time I was done - and other than to turn her head around when I'd have to pick one off of a particularly sensitive spot, the little darling didn't move an inch. I also, in the process, ran my hands over every inch of her, all the way down to all four hooves - and she didn't even twitch. I brushed her too - and lo and behold, after all that, she has the loveliest little white fluffy tail tip!
I don't know how she ended up sold, but either I've got THE most extraordinary little heifer in the world (which is of course, MY opinion! ;D), or she was, at one point, someone's pampered sweetheart.
I have officially gotten my first "Heifer Kisses" - A big old slurp on the chin this morning when I went out to feed, and do believe I'm in love!
Now that I've got her home, I do believe she's a Dutch Belted rather than a Galloway.
First, she has lovely long legs, and second she's got horns - and in researching, everything I've been able to find says the Galloway are naturally polled.
Anyway - I got her (brand new ) halter on her, poured wormer down her back, and spent a few minutes just scratching her and letting her get used to me and her new home, gave her some fresh hay and left her to get settled. An hour or so later I went out and spent well over an hour picking cockleburs out of her, including a fist sized mat right in front of her poor little teats and another one from between her front legs - she HAD to be horribly uncomfortable! I ended up with, quite literaly, a football sized mass of burrs by the time I was done - and other than to turn her head around when I'd have to pick one off of a particularly sensitive spot, the little darling didn't move an inch. I also, in the process, ran my hands over every inch of her, all the way down to all four hooves - and she didn't even twitch. I brushed her too - and lo and behold, after all that, she has the loveliest little white fluffy tail tip!
I don't know how she ended up sold, but either I've got THE most extraordinary little heifer in the world (which is of course, MY opinion! ;D), or she was, at one point, someone's pampered sweetheart.
I have officially gotten my first "Heifer Kisses" - A big old slurp on the chin this morning when I went out to feed, and do believe I'm in love!