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COWS: Dogs of the Pasture
COWS: Dogs of the Pasture

Jersey Cows
Jersey Cows
Cherry Pie is our two year old pregnant jersey heifer. She is due to calve this spring. She is curious and mischievous. She likes to hang out with the alpacas though they are a little snooty towards her. Cherry tries to play with the dogs but they think she's a bit too big. It will be nice when she finally gives birth so she has a friend to play with. Oakland State has this to say about the Jersey:
The Jersey breed originated on the Island of Jersey, a small British island in the English Channel off the coast of France. The Jersey is one of the oldest dairy breeds, having been reported by authorities as being purebred for nearly six centuries.
The breed was known in England as early as 1771 and was regarded very favorably because of its milk and butterfat production. At that early date, the cattle of Jersey island were commonly referred to as Alderney cattle although the cattle of this island were later referred to only as Jerseys. Jersey cattle were brought to the United States in the 1850's.
With an average weight of 900 pounds, the Jersey produces more pounds of milk per pound of body weight than any other breed. Most Jerseys produce far in excess of 13 times their bodyweight in milk each lactation.
Jersey bulls, while small as compared to the other dairy breeds, are extremely masculine. They are quite muscular about their crests and shoulders and are considerably less refined throughout than are the females. The same general qualities of straight lines and diary conformation as are found in the cows are desired in bulls. They usually range in weight from 1200 to 1800 pounds, but as in the females, medium weights are usually preferred. Jersey bulls are known for having the least docile temperament of the common breeds of cattle. It is folly to trust any dairy bull and particularly Jerseys past eighteen months of age.




Red Apple Pie was born at 4:09pm on a blustery March 30th. Winds were blowing with gusts up to 45 mph and his mother Cherry Pie, made a bee line for the woods. She had never been in the woods before so, I thought she was following the Alpacas who like to eat along the wood side. I put her back into the barn and gave her some alfalfa. I returned to the house to watch my granddaughter while my daughter went to pick up my other granddaughter from school.
Looking out the window, I saw Cherry Pie head back into the woods. I couldn't chase her this time due to having to watch an infant. I would wait until my daughter came home to find the cow.
When my daughter came home. My six year old granddaughter and I headed for the woods to find her. What we found was a cow, upside down, feet in the air, neck wrapped around the base of a small tree, with a head and two legs sticking out of her. The calf was to be born in a freezing cold water puddle, deep and snow fringed. I told my granddaughter to run to the house for every towel she could find. I called my husband at work and a neighbor hoping someone would come and help me. I caught the calf and kept his head above water until the towels arrived. I pulled him up to a dry spot and put every towel she brought me on him. The cow, unable to move, seemed to be starting to bloat. My husband and neighbor came to the rescue just in time. They turned the cow over and took them to the barn. He had a rough start but is full of spirit and sass today. Cherry is doing well, too.