While everyone else is rejoicing the snow day that’s happening here, for us it simply means that life will be more difficult. Every day is work on a dairy farm, but when snow arrives with cold temperatures it can make even the easiest chore hard. The local television news crews may remind viewers to care for their dogs and cats, but a few hundred hungry bovines is a different challenge altogether. Continue reading
A new year means new life and I can’t think of a better place to represent new life than a farm. Continue reading
My dad says the only good thing about winter is that there are no flies.
I am not looking forward to winter. This has nothing to do with the holidays. Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year’s; they are all fun for me and not stressful. I am strictly talking about the weather. Bah humbug on that, indeed. Continue reading
This calf is not the future of our herd.
I didn’t really want a bull calf.
But that’s where the negativity ends.
All calves, and I do mean all of them, are raised exactly the same on our farm. We don’t do anything differently just because a calf is not a heifer. Now, if I believed everything I read on the internet I would “know” that dairy farmers “always” either kill their bull calves at birth because they’re not heifers or sell them for veal and veal is bad. Actually I never even knew the facts of veal production until I read this insightful post on veal farmers by the Farmer’s Wifee. But neither of these options are what happens on our farm.
Bull calves have value to us. Yes, they do. Have you seen the price of beef lately? Dairy farmers are also beef farmers. We sell our bull calves after we have weaned them from milk to be raised for beef. This provides a great secondary source of income for our farm.
Of course I’d love for every newborn to be a beautiful heifer that would someday enter our herd, but we will gladly care for every calf born on our farm. And that, ahem, is no bull.