|The best Comfort to Actual Chair ratio|
The next morning we helped feed the four weaner calves that they had in the barn. The calves were given the leftover milk that Nico collected from a local milking operation. They would gulp down the milk hungrily and then spend the rest of the day complaining about how grain is a poor substitute for cow juice.
|No one enjoys taking medicine.|
|One of those days|
A slow drive around the property yielded nothing. At this point, we all assumed the steers had found a hole in the fence somewhere and flown the coop so Nico printed up some fliers asking for any information regarding the fugitives and we distributed them to the neighbors. Days went by and still we had seen neither hide nor hair of the lost livestock. Our frequent searches of the area had not turned up any cows but they did reveal a profusion of rabbits. Every New Zealander we talked to considered rabbits a nuisance and Nico was no different, so one night around dusk he and Randy set out with a rifle to cull the colony. The first (and only) rabbit they found stayed still long enough to establish that neither hunter was a very good shot and then leisurely hopped out of range. Determined not to come home empty-handed, Nico and Randy hiked through the fields in search of more prey. It often seems that the key to finding something is to start searching for something else and this proved to be true as the search for rabbits only turned up the missing cattle. They had been hiding out in a stand of gorse, a viciously spiked shrub, and had not made a peep for almost a week. When all was said and done it was a happy night for everyone involved; the steers were reunited with their herd, Randy and Nico got a sense of accomplishment without having to hit a moving target, and the rabbits lived to enjoy more days of being rabbits.
|Does this make me look fat?|
|Subcutaneous shots for everybody|
|Our reusable bean|
Pien is an amazing cook and her delicious dinners were a highlight every day. She gave us a few of her recipes, including a wonderful moussaka, and even taught us how to make halloumi cheese (see the recipe here).
Nico had recently pruned their hazelnut bushes, resulting in a large pile of thin, straight suckers and he and Pien asked us if we could possibly weave a gate out of these branches. Always up for farm engineering challenges, we gave it a go.
|The finished hazelnut shoot gate|
|Mid-morning tea (and delicious lemon cake), a daily custom we always looked forward to.|