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All ears…

I don’t get out in the paddock as much as I would like to – something about laundry and meetings and blogs and housework and other such nonsense.  But in the last two days, I have.  (Which would explain why it’s been a tad quiet on the Bush Babe blog front).

Some stuff has been going on out there that I have been missing… and it has something to do with a male known as Ira Hayes (honestly, click the link and check out the dude at the end of that post, and you’ll feel like you REALLY know what’s going on).

There are lots and lots of little things with BIG ears in our breeder paddocks…

Black ears…

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You have to keep your eyes peeled when you drive around – these two and three-day old calves are pretty tricky to find when they lie down in the long dry grass…

Which they do a lot (they are babies after all) …

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…except when they are frolicking, tails aloft like furry little flags.

Of course, a good Mother is never too far away…

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And as soon as a strange being shows up and begins stalking them around the paddock…

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…they nestle in nice and close to Mama for reassurance…

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And maybe an unscheduled snack…

Of course, there is always a small danger with that particular course of action:

Mum might decide it’s bath-time too…

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Is it just me, or is this calf channeling Dash when I spit on my finger to remove the smear of breakfast Vegemite?

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Oh, MUUUUUUUUUM!!!
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Heh.

(Do you think I spend too much time on my own?  When I start making up cow conversations?  Do I want to know the answer? Possibly not!)

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What about you?

Is it newborn animal time at your place?

Any new additions to your household that has you imagining animal conversations?

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