My two wee coo's are off to the abattoir tomorrow
Jack and Molly are pedigree Shetlands and were the first cows I've had that were 'mine' (dad had 100 head of suckler cattle when I was wee, so have been round them all my life - but never owned any
) Jack had been abandoned by his mum at birth, bottle reared and as a result thought of himself as an overgrown Labrador
You could shout him, he'd answer with a moo and when you shouted for the second time he'd come galloping up to see you for a scratch or to be told what a handsome boy he was.
When they arrived initially the plan was that Jack would go in the freezer and Molly would be our 'house cow' so let me milk her, make butter, cheese etc and provide regular offspring......it's not quite worked out like that
She's a NIGHTMARE and has spent more than 50% of her time here, actually on my next door neighbours ground with his cows! She ran with the herd as a calf, so knows she's a cow and while Jack is happy on his own or with pony/donkey for company she feels the need to be amongst a big herd and regularly jumps fences, gates and hedges to get to where
she wants to be !
We nicknamed her meandering Molly, because she just won't be contained! However, she's contained tonight
We've got her in a pen in the shed, blocked all potential escape routes and will be quite happy to load her onto the trailer in the morning (assuming she doesn't go up over the side rails on the trailer and make an attempt for freedom
)
I'm just about to do their movement forms and am welling up at the thought of it.......I've always managed to 'keep the heid' when it's pigs that are going off (even special pigs) but I just know I'm going to be in bits tomorrow when there's no moo waiting for me at the gate and no big black and white butt to scratch
Even the thought of lots of lovely home raised beef isn't making me feel any better.......I'm such a wuss
Thanks for listening