At 09:00 this morning, steers 21, 33, 35, 197, 217, and 219, and cows 211, 212, and 1396, were happily grazing in the southern end of the eastern pasture of Camp 45. They all had dew-covered faces from grazing in the wet grass. They were all very friendly, taking turns to come over and say hello and enjoy plenty of strokes and rubs.
The remaining cattle were all in the western pasture. Steers 30 and 220 were browsing leaves in the thicket, while the others were either grazing on the long grass or standing in the sunshine at the side of the path, relaxing and chewing their cud. Youngster 222 was especially affectionate, wandering over to greet me as soon as he saw me approaching and giving me the sweetest head rubs. He thoroughly enjoyed a neck rub before positioning himself for a lengthy back scratch. The others were all friendly too, pausing their grazing to greet me and enjoy plenty of fuss.
While in the western pasture, I took the opportunity to remove the leaves floating on the surface of the water troughs. The trough nearest the bowser was full, with the neighbouring trough just under half full. Youngster 227 accompanied me to check the troughs and, after having a drink, settled in for a long neck rub.
Youngster 220 was a little out of sorts today, preferring to keep to himself and staying within the thicket in the centre of the site. I saw him eating, wandering around, resting, and chewing his cud at various points, and he didn't appear to have any injury or anything specifically wrong with him. I checked on him several times and spent a good while with him, but he seemed a little withdrawn. He did come over to say hello and enjoyed a brief back scratch before going to stand under a tree to chew his cud. Perhaps he's just taking time to get used to his new surroundings, but he's definitely worth keeping an eye on.
I wandered around, spending some quiet time with each of the cattle, and they were all happy, relaxed, and looking well. By 10:55, many of the cattle in the eastern pasture had started to lie down and chew their cud in the sunshine. Most of the cattle from the western pasture had made their way over to join them. Steers 227, 228, 230, 270, 271, and 1640, however, remained where they were and settled down in the western pasture. Older steer 35 spent a good while at the completely bone-dry stream, obviously expecting to find drinking water there as usual. After a while, he emerged and settled down by the path.
I said my goodbyes at 12:20, leaving them all peacefully resting. Youngster 220 had settled down under a tree in the central thicket and was peacefully chewing his cud.
The cattle were all good today.