We were convinced for a week that she was about to drop her calf ANY MOMENT.
She finally decided to go in to labour on Friday evening just as we were thinking of setting down for a nice glass of wine.
The weather set in really cold and wet so we moved her to one of the stables with plenty of hay.
She finally finished the job at 2am! We were quite tired by that time but very happy all had gone well.
The calf is a girl called Dorne, though it wasn't actually dawn she was born. We nearly called her Daenerys (Stormborn). You can tell we just re-watched the whole of Game of Thrones and then watched the final series. Overload! She is a cross between Jersey (her mum) and Gasconne which is a small beefy local breed. She is chunkier than full Jersey calves already.
Discovered quickly where food comes from
Here are the rest of the herd lining up to say hi to the new arrival
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