Last night, about 7.30pm, Lloyd and I had just finished dinner when a rather large cattle truck appeared in our driveway. Lloyd wandered out to ask if he was lost, but no, he was in the right place and he had 11 wee moos for us. eh??
Turns out the stock agent was at the sales and the prices had dropped so he got in there and got us exactly what we wanted. However, he didn't tell us that.
It didn't really matter that much, as we'd done a huge check over and fix up of the fences last week in preparation so we just put them in a very long paddock for now. I'll hopefully get it cut this weekend.
They are the most gorgeous wee things, very quiet and they've been hand reared. They're charolais/dairy crosses. If we were rich we'd probably go for pure bred angus or something, but we're not - and anyway, these are pretty!
This one's my favourite, he has a wee heart.
So, they'll be with us for the next 2 years, pretty much, then they'll go to "pastures new".
Other happenings today ~ well, as it's really warming up, Brodie needed to go for a haircut. I must admit to liking it when he's all long and curly, he looks like a teddy bear. But it's far too hot, so it's off with his curls.
This is what he looked like this morning
And by afternoon it was all gone.