We have our new little Jersey heifer! We picked her up today.
Not without some effort, of course. Don spent a lot of time constructing a nice little pen to put her in.
In the process we found where one of the hens has been secretly laying her eggs - on the shelf above the pen. (Busted!)
Then this morning we woke up early and hit the road by 7 am. It takes us a good 4 1/2 hours to drive to this remote farm, and we were pulling a neighbor's borrowed horse trailer to boot. Don was driving - white-knuckled most of the time - and he did a superb job.
The sellers, Dave and Lynne and their four kids (the oldest is off at college) are an absolutely charming homeschooling family. We wished we could have visited with them longer, but we had a vet appointment at 1:30 and had to hustle.
We put a halter and lead rope on Polly and led her out of her pen.
She's beautifully lead-trained for such a young animal, and I led her to the trailer without any trouble.
Getting her into the trailer actually went pretty well too.
Polly's poor mama was upset, as you can imagine. It's always sad to break up a family.
Next stop: The Deer Park Veterinary Clinic, a massive facility that specializes in large-animal work.
I think they could treat an elephant if they were asked to do so.
This tortuous-looking device is actually a custom-made squeeze chute. Oooh, were we jealous! We want one too.
Don backed the trailer up to the proper bay and led her inside.
Poor Polly wasn't too happy about this device, as you can imagine. Here she got her Bang's vaccination, an ear tag and ear tattoo, and a health checkup. With all the paperwork in order, we were soon on our way.
After an immensely long drive home (poor Don was exhausted!), we backed her out of the trailer...
...and tucked her into her new pen.
Oh my she was unhappy! Poor little girl, taken from her mama and bounced over roads for many hours and poked with needles and tagged and tattooed in her sore ear and now put into a strange pen!
And to top it off, everyone was staring at her!
"I want my mama!"
Can you see her new ear tag and tattoo dye?
We spent some time with her, scratching and petting, but she wasn't in the mood to be cuddled. She's still trying to get used to her new environment, and as I post this I'm hearing a lot of bawling. Still, she's tucked into the barn warm and snug. There's a howling wind at the moment, with more rain threatening, and we wanted her protected for the night. Tomorrow we'll let her out to meet her new herdmates.