(Technically, most of these photos show heifers, but for sake of simplicity in this blogpost we will call them cows.)
As I went through the photos from yesterday I found these that seem to have a common theme---camera shyness. First we have Latte who agreed to be photographed but only if she could remain somewhat incognito. She does hope you will notice her wavy do and also wants you to know that the stuff in her hair is not dandruff---it is flecks of silage.
Next we have these two who were more comfortable being photographed from behind the cover of some weeds:
Then there was this next one whose attitude demanded a profile shot. I liked the way the brown fuzzy hair on her ears looked in the sunlight and her hide almost appears to have a design:
Lastly, there was Morticia here, who also was reluctant to have her whole face in a photo. She did tell me she’d like an Addams Family DVD for Christmas so she can see what her namesake looks like.
I’m trying to remember why we named her Morticia. (Good grief---what I won’t do for the blog---its almost 10 p.m. and I just went out to the barn to check the record book to try and figure out how we happened to come up with her name and Latte’s, too. We often name calves after one of their parents. It turns out that Latte’s mother’s name was Latour. I recall that Latour’s mother was given the nickname Detour because she always took the long way to anywhere. Morticia’s father’s name was Morty.)
6 comments:
I love cows. Do you name all of them?
I have always had a soft spot for cows. They are just too sweet.
I love Morticia's sweet face. Well, the part she let us see. :-)
My daughter's first book just published. Its all about Montana ranching. Your photos remind me of her work. See https://secure.mtbeef.org/np/clients/mtbeef/giftstore.jsp for her Big Sky Boots description.
Amy, every female calf gets a name because she will be part of the dairy herd eventually.
42N, I followed the link. Congrats to your daughter!
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