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Lowline adventures in Klamath Falls, Oregon
By Beth Chudoba
Until we brought our first Lowlines home, I had never done anything with a cow other than cook it on the grill and put it on a bun. I didnt like live cows, I had grown up in a dairy state and had always found cows to be large, difficult to handle, untrustworthy, and generally hateful creatures. Although my husband had grown up with a small herd of standard Angus, I had no bovine experience whatsoever. I knew how to tend to horses, dogs, cats, and children, but not cows.
I was told by the breeders that we bought our first cows from that Lowlines were "easy to deal with... youll do fine". Jeff, my husband said the same thing. Of course this was coming from a man who works upwards of 70 hours a week away from home. Easy for him to say that I wouldnt have any trouble.
For the most part, both the breeders and Jeff were right. These girls are easy to deal with, easy to handle and extremely friendly. Perhaps a bit too friendly.
Since the photo above was taken, I've learned the usefulness of temporary electric fencing. It's cheap, it's easy to install, and the girls learned in a hurry what would happen when they put their wet noses on it. They were quite offended when asked to leave the yard. Couldn't understand why I didn't want them tromping through my gardens and sampling the flowers. Imagine that.
Although I never could have imagined a life that included cows, I now find it hard to imagine a life without them. I didn't know just how wonderful spring calving time can be.
I didn't realize just how enchanting it can be to watch such a tiny thing struggle to its feet for the first time.
The ultimate shaggy dog pictures
I had no idea how well my Great Dane would do as a surrogate mother for a calf whose mother was confused for a few days.
Ok, so this little cow got to come into the house and play in the yard, but it was only for a few days! She promised she wouldn't tell the rest of the herd what she'd been allowed to do and I believed her! Perhaps my original assessment of bovines was correct. They are not to be trusted.
And they pick their noses,too. How rude!
Beth Chudoba, J&B Lowlines, Klamath Falls, Oregon in the US of A.
