|Me and Lizzie|
We have had a lot of interesting adventures while away, but there is always something new when we get to one of the farms. At the moment we are at a nephew's place and his wife is particularly fond of animals of all kinds and is normally hand-raising something or other. This time she introduced us to her young heifer, Lizzie, who had had a difficult birth, was rejected by her mother and had contracted an eye infection which made her temporarily blind. M, my niece, thus doctored the eye and mothered her until she could be weaned. Now LIzzie thinks that she is a person and not a cow. Whenever they try to put her in a field with the rest of the herd, Lizzie hides in a corner and tries to efface herself behind a tree. When the family had been away for a week-end Lizzie was found standing forlornly at the cattle grid staring at the road. Her joy and soft moos when reunited with M must have been a delight to behold. M had to get out of the car and escort the delighted animal back to the house. Lizzie does have a companion though: there is another cow who is in fact blind: she has attached herself to Lizzie, rather to LIzzie's mystification, and clearly uses LIzzie as her eyes. Lizzie's own cleared up after ten days when she was a calf. She does not really like this devotion and if they are separated, she ignores the other cow's questing cries. When I met Lizzie I was a little taken aback at her 10-month old size (about 1000 lbs) and the fact that she had horns. Apparently she was as usual hiding away on the day the de-horning was done.