Ruby, one of our herd matriarchs, recently discovered she could get into the wheat field merely by stepping over a low patch in the fence. Oh joy.
Okay okay, we knew we had to fix that fence anyway, and clearly it was time. Once a cow discovers the way through/over/under/around a fence, she won't quit until the fence is fixed.
Ruby proved this in spades by jumping the fence so quickly (three times in a row) after shooing her back into the pasture that we knew it was time to move the critters back into the woods.
Our acreage is roughly split in two, with the house and barn in the middle. One side is treeless pasture. This is the summer rotate-able grazing area. The other side of the property is woods interspersed with some grass. We put the animals in the woods during winter months because they have feedboxes, barn access, and trees for partial protection from the weather.
Here is the rest of the herd, wondering why Ruby's outside but they're not.
So we moved them over to the wooded side, where they reacquainted themselves with the mineral block in the barn.
Here's Gimli, our bull, looking grumpy as usual.
The animals immediately had their heads buried in what grass was available this late in the season.
Since it hadn't been used all summer, the water tank needed some serious scrubbing...
...but soon it was ready to fill. We'll put a tank warmer in during cold weather to keep the water from freezing.
However, all this new territory didn't keep the calves from slipping through the fences onto the road, of course.
Late on a foggy evening, I had to shoo them back through the fence to their waiting mamas.
Fences. Ah, a whole 'nother blog post....