On a moonless night, a few nights ago, I was concerned about the safety of our newborn calf, so I decided to camp out with our cows and horses. In doing so, I learned a few things about both livestock behavior and my night vision.
To begin, this past Friday morning, I went out to feed the animals and saw that my Matriarch cow had not shown up. I called and called and called her. I heard her mooing at a low volume. I went looking for her and found her on the edge of the woods next to the driveway with a newborn calf, just barely standing and very wobbly. I watched a few moments until, it nursed. To see the rest of this part of the story please go back and read, “The Editor’s Prepping Progress” column, for last week.
I made two attempts on Friday to get mama and babe into the corrals for safety from predators and easy access for de-horning in a few days, but was unsuccessful. So I decided to spend the night out with them to add to the protection level.
So about ten o’clock on Friday evening I began to prepare to go outside. I wasn’t sure if I’d spend the whole night out with them or just a few hours. I was a little bit nervous about it. The temperature was about 34 degrees Fahrenheit and was expected to get down to 24 degrees Fahrenheit with about two inches of snow on the ground in the open areas and only a trace under the trees. I wore my LL Bean flannel lined jeans, a pair of socks, Bogger’s garden shoes, cotton-t-shirt, Cashmere sweater, Aran Irish wool sweater, my light puffy down jacket, fleece-lined hat and mittens. I brought my inflatable sleeping pad, my ancient LL Bean qualophill 20 degree sleeping bag (that washes very easily), a big MagLite flashlight, water bottle, and my .45 Glock Model 30.Continue reading“A Cowgirl’s Night Out, by Avalanche Lily”