A neighbor brought over his Black Angus heifer, Cowabunga or Cowzilla or something like that, so our red Dexter bull Gimli could breed her. (She's the one with the white star on her forehead.) You'll notice Gimli didn't waste any time becoming familiar with her backside.
Then chaos ensued as everyone tried to establish a suitable pecking order. And the chase was on...
We finally put everyone into the big pasture just to give them something different to do.
By the way, this is why I'm not bothering to milk Matilda lately. We have four calves this year, three of which don't belong to her. But does she care? NoooOOOOOooo. I'm surprised there's only two on her at the moment.
There's a reason we call her our "universal donor." She's never met a calf she didn't nurse.
Cowzilla or Cowabunga or whatever her name will be with us for at least six weeks (two breeding cycles) so make sure she gets bred. Gimli doesn't mind!