Merlin

MERLIN

For the past few years, once a year for I think about 1 term maybe 2, a program called Merlin  comes on.  For those who haven't seen or heard of it here is a short story about it. Once upon ... etc.   there was a place called  Camelot, where there were no guns, just swords and sheilds. There was also no electricity. Imagine a place where there were tall walls protecting the palace and the kings people, knights and guards walking around the perimeters of the palace at night and day, people trying to sell their foods infront of houses, an area for the knights...  hang on getting too carried away here but can you get the picture?  Well moving on to the part of the movie named Merlin where a boy named Merlin lives. Merlin is a boy around about the age of  15. Merlin had dark hair and had and guardian named Gaius for Merlin's parents were seperated.  His father was off in hiding because he could talk to Dragons (for your imformation in this area in Camelot any kinds of magic was strictly forbidden) and in this case seeing as Dragons are magical creatures anyone who could talk to them had to face the punishment and have their heads cut off. While Merlins father was off in hiding his mother was in another town (I have no idea why). Anyway getting off track again... We have a calf named Merlin!

Polly, Licky and Malty

Malty is last year’s poddy calf and still hangs around the house. Mr Fun did have her in another paddock but had to bring that mob up to the yards. On the way one of the other heifers hurt her leg so Mr Fun left Malty behind to keep the injured heifer company. She was then moved into house paddock with the injured heifer were she has remained ever since.

Malty looking at the new bull which arrived today.

A few weeks later sadly a cow died giving birth so Mr Fun had to go out and catch her calf. When he brought her home we decided to name her Liquorice because she was all black. When Liquorice was old enough to eat grass she started to eat Mrs Patient’s garden, so Mrs Patient shut her out of the house yard and made her go out where the other cows were and make friends with other calves. When it was time to give Licky her afternoon feed she came home with Malty - we figured they were friends. Then Licky was too old to stay here so yesterday we moved her and Malty to the yards with another cow that is sick.

Liquorice (Licky) just after a feed

 

Licky and Malty best friends

Then, this morning, a friend of ours rang to say he had a calf at his place and the mother had died. Oh dear – Mrs Patient had about 24 hours poddy calf free!!! LOL. He offered it to us and Mr Fun and I went and picked it up. It is a little heifer (female) and we have named her Polly. I have given her two small feeds of milk but we are waiting for the calf milk to come home from town. It won't get here until about 5.00pm. We have her in the playpen just until she is strong enough to walk.

Polly waiting for her milk

Polly's first real drink....

Sid will not take his eyes off Polly!

Do you have a favourite poddy calf story to share? 
I would love to hear it.