Four of the cows.

These four cows in the pictures below are the cows that have been needed to be seprated from the rest. The two brown cows are the calfs from last year they may be big but they are still only young and will not be heading to the bull as they are not ready. The two black cows are also calfs from last year, they are ready for the bull but sadly the rest of the cows seem to bully these two sisters so they have been put with the two browns as they are the same size and seem to get along. Hopefully by the end of summer all four of these cows will be able to go out with the rest for winter and all get along!

My jeep:)

A few weeks ago now i posted about getting my jeep back. It is a two litre Vauxhall Frontera Sport.  I have been learning to drive in it now for a while just up and down the Pete track. Here is some pictures i took last week when i gave it a good wash and a good run up the track and hill :).

                                                             Giving it a good wash!

Up the hill..

Bogged the tractor!

Yesterday the five cows were getting moved across to the other field so they could get introduced slowly around the old bull we used to own last year, although that will not be the bull we will use for breeding this year it is just to get the young ones used to being near a male as these have been used to just been around females since they were little.

While we were moving the cows my Grandad was ahead of my dad and i taking up the food to do them for the night in the tractor. But unlucky for us Grandad ended up with something catching his eye and ended up not really looking what was ahead of him and went straight into a bog. The tractor was well and truly stuck there was no way it was getting out by itself.

After a while of trying very hard in moving the tractor dad then went and brought his van up and well he tried to pull it out for at least an hour but that was getting no where. tried with the pick up a good few times again that was getting no where so then ended up having to call out one of my dads friends to come help. After about eight hours of trying to get the tractor out we finally manged to move it. After all that time and hard work my Grandad,Uncle and Grandad were shattered and covered head to toe in mud but least the dog was rather happy, She was covered in mud and was not wanting to leave, she was having far to much fun rolling about in dirt. Safe to say my Gran was not too impressed with the state her kitchen was in!