Mark detests bullies. As a
result, he was fully willing to take Abigail to the butcher --- or at
least to separate her into a different pasture --- weeks ago. But
Artemesia seemed to like being close to her herd mate, so I left the
pair together.
This weekend, though,
something shifted in Artemesia's behavior. Depending on whether she
takes after her father or her mother, she's due Thursday or a week from
Tuesday. And with kidding so imminent, our first freshener suddenly
stopped wanting to go back in the coop with Abigail after grazing and
feeding times. Instead, she kept trying to walk down one of the fallow
pastures toward the trailer as if maybe it would be okay to move in with
me instead.
Unfortunately, Mark's not
quite soft enough for that to fly. But since Artemesia appears to
finally be sick of her bullying herd queen, we separated Abigail from
the mother-to-be.
If Artemesia continues to
prefer solitary confinement to life around a bully, we may even see if
we can step up our butcher appointment to this week instead of next. In
the meantime, we'll continue to coddle Artemesia as much as possible
while we wait for her kid(s) to arrive.