Fun in the sun

 The calves felt great after our blizzard. These are just a few of the photos I got of them fighting, playing, running and jumping.

Let's play.

 Then there was this guy...

 So happy and excited!

 

 

 All together now.

 Bored.

 Yippee!

 Why are you no fun?

Irresponsible kids! I am not with them.

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After the storm

Perhaps you watch the weather and heard about the west getting pounded with snow this week? We were right in the path of the storm, and couldn't have been happier about the prospective moisture! However, it did come in blizzard form, which wasn't anyone's first choice, but dry as it has been around here no one was complaining.
When we have a blizzard, we try to get our cattle fed up ahead of time, then we leave them alone during the storm. Our rough, deep draws (small canyons) provide awesome protection, and our cows are used to taking care of themselves. If we were to try to feed in the middle of a blizzard, it would cause the cows to leave their protection, and result in more problems and calf deaths than if we just leave them alone. The cows will hole up somewhere out of the elements, and keep their calves warm and cared for too.
Everyone was fed well on Monday, then left alone as several inches of snow and some serious winds blew through our part of Wyoming Monday afternoon through Tuesday night. Today our top priority was getting our cows fed, which took extra time and equipment compared to a normal feed day. Here's how it went:

First ones out on the county road this morning, which was hard to see at times.

This is always a problem spot. While my mom, sister and I were in the lead until here, we had to stop and wait for backup.

Here he comes, working his way through.

Getting closer. Aside from us, one other family will be grateful for this road being cleared so they can feed their livestock too.

Making an extra pass to help those of us in pickups get through.

I was the cake pickup driver.

My brother and his girlfriend Sam were in the hay pickup. Everyone came to help feed this morning so they could see the cattle, help, and find out how much snow we really got. This is the most moisture we've had in well over a year, and the first blizzard in just as long. We were all excited about the moisture and concerned about our animals.

We got plenty of snow blown into some places, and I got stuck.

and pushed out

 

 

We eventually made it the roughly 6 miles from our house to where we were feeding - a carefully selected, south facing bowl out of the wind and right next to one of our rough draws. This was also where the cattle were fed prior to the storm, after taking into account which direction the wind was expected to blow out of, and which way the cattle would drift as a result. We always make sure we feed in a location that causes the cattle to drift into a draw when a blizzard or cold weather hits.

 

 

 There was more getting stuck, With our sagebrush and rolling plains, sometimes it's very difficult to tell where the snow is deep.

 Dad packed a path in the snow prior to feeding.

 The cows came from various directions,

 However, the majority trickled in from this draw, called Cedar Draw, which was where we hoped they would end up. While you can't see it in my photo, this draw includes shear cliff walls several stories high in places, thick brush and cedar trees, sandstone overhangs, some that are almost caves, and many twists and turns, all of which are about perfect for a cow to weather a storm in. You can only get a horse across it in about four places along its approximately 1/2 mile length.

 As more cows arrived, dad ran a couple straw bales through the hay buster, both to fill and warm up the cows and to give the calves something warm and dry to lay on.

 He unloaded  the bales off the stuck hay pickup, and worked a long time on getting him out of there.

When everyone arrived, we fed the cake and dad ran a combination of oat, grass and alfalfa hay through the hay buster for them.

 

 

 I took a lot of pictures - several of the cute calves. It was great to see so many newborns arrive healthy and alive. It's one thing to know they'll probably be fine, and another to know and see them and make sure all is well. No one rested real well the last couple days as the bad weather went through as a result of worrying over our livestock, in addition to being excited to actually be getting some decent moisture.

 Finally, we headed home. Here's the bunch from the road. Tucked out of the wind, getting full, and still right beside a good draw in case it gets cold and windy tonight.

 Then we ate lunch, while heading out to the second bunch to feed them. Normally our feed days are done at 12:30 p.m. at the latest. We weren't even done with the first bunch by that time today. So, dad and I ate on the go to make sure we had plenty of time to get our second bunch of younger cows fed, regardless of any setbacks we might encounter.

 Off we go, up another one mile of two-track road with our hay and cake.

 Our three year olds were also stragically fed so they would drift into this draw, which also offers great protection. While the cows looked a little rough, I'm not sure these guys even noticed there was a storm. They were happy and content.

 The same process was repeated. They were fed a combination of grass and alfalfa hay and also given a straw bale, mainly as bedding, and filler if they want it.

 Here's my dad laying in some straw in another little bowl that drops right into the draw for the calves in this bunch.

It was immediately put to use.

And after that, at 4 p.m., we were finished for the day. While the blizzard may have made feeding more difficult and time consuming today, it also provided us with desperately needed moisture that will be the difference between selling out and making it another year for some people. We're all very grateful for it, and the chances we have for more later this week!

Salt and Mag

 Have you heard about grass tetany? Do you deal with it in your location? Many people are quite surprised that we have this problem in Eastern Wyoming, as it is caused by a magnesium deficiency combined with cattle grazing "lush, green, rapidly growing grass."
Yes, we have had lush, green, rapidly growing grass here, once upon a time. But, this spring it looks like this:

Not seeing the green lush part? Well, look closer at the next photo:

Laugh if you must, but I kid you not that those teeny tiny little sprigs of green grass pack a serious punch, and will cause grass tetany in our cattle every spring if we don't take preventative measures.

Fortunately, prevention is as easy as adding some magnesium oxide (mag) to loose salt. Cattle will store the magnesium in their blood stream, so once you get levels up, it's fairly easy to ensure that everyone is safe and will not suffer from grass tetany again during the transition from winter to summer eating.

What happens if they do get too low in magnesium and eat to much of our potent green grass? Well, in a mild case they will stagger around and lose coordination and fluidity of movement. Worse case scenario is death, so we make sure we get our mag and salt out at the first sign of any green in the spring.

 

 

 The process is simple. I took my trusty feeding sidekicks along, who oversaw the entire process and guarded the pickup cab. In that bag is the magnesium oxide.

 It looks like this. I read that you need 12 percent magnesium in the cow's bloodstream to prevent grass tetany. I do not know if this is universal, high or low. We don't get overly technical with this, and our method works for us.

Here's my loose salt, in the coolest bags! While it would be ideal to have it all stacked nicely, I cannot seem to feed salt without ripping a bag, which is the one on the left in this case. You can also just see the bottom of the barrel that will house our salt/mag mixture.

 I drug the barrel out and put it by the water tank so everyone would find it, and because the cows already have this spot tromped down - no point in making another little spot in the pasture look like this.
This was all going down while waiting for the cows to trail in to feed. A special bonus to every feed day is dealing with the pet cows, which we primarily blame my brother for taming down. Please note his special cow (more on her to come) licking the cake dust and salt off the pickup tailgate, right in the way. Her buddy, Number 2, is another tame cow, and previous Cow of Note feature.

 I scooped my old coffee mug full of mag, and gathered up the first bag of salt.

 If you have ripped a hole in the bag, pouring is somewhat more difficult. Especially with wild cows assisting : )

 If you don't rip the bag, you handily pull the string tab to open it.

 Then I just pour the salt into the tub while sprinkling the mag in as I go. We aim for about two of these coffee mugs per 50 lb. bag of salt. My mom also uses an old mason jar at the rate of one to one. I said we weren't very technical on all this...

 Finishing up the last bag. After I have everything poured, I'll use my hands to mix it all up really good, and try to get the mag evenly distributed.

Then you stand back while the apparently salt hungry cows dig in. Once the general curiosity over a new tub of salt is over they'll only consume what they need. If a cow is mag deficient, she will look for sources, and consume this mixture to meet her needs.