So Svenya is doing fine.  Except that she wants to go outside.  And likes to play with her water bucket.

Last night Bry hung her bucket on the low wall between her house and the pig pen.  Somehow she emptied the bucket (not surprising - I held the bucket while she guzzled three gallons down in about 2 minutes yesterday and then asked for more) and then flipped it over the wall.  I brought out more water this morning, fixed the bucket and filled it.  She sniffed at the water but would not drink it and then tried to lick water out of the empty water carrying bucket and when that wasn't satisfactory, she started attempting to lick my face. 

I think she was trying to show me that her nose wasn't as slobbery as it is supposed to be.

I thought - "Well, I wouldn't want to drink out a bucket that had been hanging in the pig pen all night, either."  So I took down the bucket, to bring it into the house and wash it.  While I was removing the bucket, Svenya was frantic for water and poked me in the back with her horn.  I used my AUTHORITATIVE voice and pushed her away to tell her that wasn't acceptable and she got all sad and frightened.  So I stayed in the barn for a while after taking down the bucket talking to her and scratching her back and ears to show her that I wasn't mad or mean and then took the bucket to the house.

I washed it, re-filled it and dragged it back out.  This is not easy for me because I've got something going on with my right shoulder that's causing lots of trouble.  It may be carpal tunnel, it may be bursitis (my Aunt Minnie had terrible bursitis in her old age) or it may be some old injury that I don't remember.  Either way, my whole Right side has been uncomfortable and knotted up for several weeks now and it is hard to carry a bucket with 5 gallons of water in it when your strong side is weak.  (yes - I will be going to the doctor - just as soon as MB is stable after surgery and school is out.)

The Rejected Bucket

So I haul that water into Svenya's barn and offer it to her.

Nothing doing.  "No, thank you." said Svenya "I know where that bucket has been."

Ya.  I left it there anyway.

She tipped it over.

I brought out a different bucket filled with water because I cannot handle the guilt of leaving a pregnant cow in the barn with no water on an 80+ degree day.  I suspect that I will be hauling lots more water in the next few days.  New fencing for the brook and a barnyard hose are at the top of Bry's to-do list.




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2 comments

1. Kim on June 16, 2011 at 6:35 AM

   Svenya has a mind of her own, does she not?! Would her craving for a different bucket be similar to my insatiable cravings for Taco Bell when I am pregnant?!

    
2. Virginia on June 16, 2011 at 6:53 AM

   LOL! She is definitely persnickety!