It's official...Belle had a girl (hereafter referred to as a heifer, since I am a dairywoman).
We named her Snowflake after our big December snowstorm, the aftermath of which is still all over the ground. Had she been born just a day sooner, she would've been welcomed to temperatures of -11 degrees F. Instead, she'll get a few days growth before it drops below zero again. She also happens to have some snowflake-like markings on her back.
Belle had been with a bull for a few months in the spring, but we weren't even positive she'd been bred, let alone when she would calve. She'd been residing in the barnyard as a precaution so that she wouldn't calve somewhere way off on the back forty where we wouldn't even know for days.
So yesterday, just a little after noon, Don's dad walked by the barn door and did a double-take, having just past Norman and seeing a calf in the barn. It must've just happened, as she wasn't even cleaned up yet. But, she was up and getting around. We left the new mom and babe alone after giving them a nice new layer of straw to bed in and closing them into their own section of the barn to get acquainted without interference. They'll rejoin the rest today.
Belle is still so wild. But, we'll start working with her this weekend, and, if Caroline is any indication, she'll be tame in a few days.
We brought Don out to the barn after he returned from work to show little Snowflake off (and determine if it was a heifer or bull). We are so excited to finally get a heifer. After Bert and Norman, I was starting to get impatient for a heifer! The lighting is a little dim in the barn, so the pictures aren't the best, but here are Belle and Snowflake...
Next up, should be Lily!