Hazel has not been offered a bottle for six entire days.
I fear she is not accepting her new life situation. She follows me around and knocks into my legs hoping a bottle will magically appear.
Farmer Peoples: How long will this phase last?
She tries for a solid ten minutes and then she gives up. She is still my favorite, still my walking buddy, and in all honesty, looking a bit pudgy. So don’t try and tell me I am starving her.
This has been a very strange week.
First of all, the new school I was hired for-and been training for-and just went on a trip to tour a site for-yeah, that school . . . the district just put the kibosh on it.
Like a total kibosh. And we even had students registered. And a great team. And now-gone.
Meanwhile, I was recovering from a mild concussion.
Yes! I hit my head in our trailer while camping last weekend. I was simply trying to lay down to read a book and whack!
It was kind of bothering me, but on Monday morning when I put on my headset and started teaching I started feeling all sorts of problems and had to take a bit of time off and spend a lot of time napping.
And, yes. I really did hit my head on the trailer wall while trying to lay down. I am that talented.
Once, about 20 years ago, when David and I were first married, I walked into a door and had a gash on my head above my eye. David had to take me to the ER and they pulled me in a room away from him and tried to get me to feel safe enough to tell the truth and they would help protect me from my husband.
Me: Oh, no. I walked into a door.
Nurses: Honey. It’s ok. We can help you.
Me: Really. I walked into a door.
Anyways. So everything about school was all whack-a-doodle and I was struggling with head issues, but I now know I am going to land back at the brick and mortar school I was at before eSchool. I am most likely teaching 2nd grade and I will probably get to have a couple of current eSchool first graders with me.
One of them will be “Al.” You have heard me speak of Al, yes? Al and I have been on a wild ride this year. It took me a couple of months to get him to be comfortable with progress monitoring and such, but we are in a good place now, Al and I.
He started the year with 3 sight words and just met the first grade goal of 200 last week. After that assessment, I had to check some of his phonics skills.
Al (smiling and talking really awkwardly)- It is going to be hard for me to read these because I cannot stop smiling because I just read all my sight words!
Today, the kids came for an in-person get together and Al’s mom told me she requested me and I feel good to have him again for another year, if all the stars align and things don’t get shuffled again.
One of my girls brought me a “get well soon” note because of my trailer-wall-concussion-saga.
And then one of my gals, Gretchen, brought me two presents she made me.
Present the first:
A portrait of myself and her with arrows helping the viewer identify who is who.
And here is the best teacher gift I have ever received.
Well. I think it is tied with Joe’s angel from years ago
And I still have that angel and I will keep it forever.
Gretchen took a button that she had been given by her kinder teacher. The button said something like Gretchen Ms Ham’s Star Student.
Gretchen tried to erase her name and make the button for me:
Aren’t I just the luckiest?
Happy Thursday
You ARE the best Teacher Ever, Mrs. M.!! God Bless you and please heal your head! Keep resting as those take some time to recover from. I am sorry for the kibosh of the new school, that is sad. But Al and his mom are very glad to have you next year and yay for being AT a school! Take care!
You are So The Luckiest!! Good Luck with next-year’s-school, how fun to have a few of your current firsties during their second year of school. Sorry you whacked your head lying down! Concussions can last quite a while! No idea on the Hazel problem.
How old is Hazel now?
Does she eat grass?
Does she eat hay?
Will she eat feed?
Does she drink water?
We need a whole body picture?
Sounds like you are getting off pretty easy if she only does this for 15 minutes, momma’s push them away pretty roughly when they try to nurse.
Also, farmers put them in a pen away from the momma to wean them, no contact. But, I don’t know for how long or if it ever stops the wanting to suckle.
I have seen large calves still trying to suckle at their mothers and they are almost or sometimes bigger than mom,when they are kept together for that long.
Like the boys told you, she isn’t a dog. 🙂
Poop, I forgot to say, concussions are a real medical condition. I would at least look it up on the interwebs to do a tad o’ research. Just because you aren’t bleeding doesn’t mean you don’t need a doctor. 🙂
Hugs.
I enlarged her picture and she looks thin down the back bone and ribs .
Have you wormed her?
Generally, the longer calves remain on the cow without drawing down her body condition the better. Calves four months old are much easier to feed and manage in a drought situation. Calves are generally weaned between 8-10 months of age. The actual age depends on several factors:
Weaning beef calves – Department of Primary Industries
I’m so sorry about your head. I had a concussion many years ago I got hit by a car. YIKES! Maybe you should see a doctor. (Doctor Google doesn’t count). Prayers and blessings.