This morning we had scheduled Mitch from Bickett Genetics to come set Siobhan up for AI. To be sure we'd be ready for him, Herb put all the cows in the Lower Pasture last night and put Siobhan up in the round pen with water and plenty of grass. The plan was to get Siobhan into the head gate just before Mitch arrived.
Herb's first task was to get Siobhan back in the Lower Pasture. Next was to patch the round pen with a cattle panel. I arrived on the scene, wobbly and sweating from having been sick since Sunday, carrying a feed pan filled with feed, halters, lead, and cellphone.
Of course, Sara wanted apples, too, so she followed Siobhan in, but she kept her distance. (She was probably thinking, "Yeah, they got me in there seven months ago, and here I am, pregnant again!")
Herb tempted Siobhan into the far end of the chute while I operated our high-tech swing gate--a cattle panel. It's not fancy, but it works fine. So does the fence post Herb put behind Siobhan to keep her from backing up. (As quiet as she was, we probably could have just walked up and haltered her and led her in, but we went with the tried and true method.)
By the time Mitch arrived, Siobhan was in the head gate happily munching apples. I distracted her from from her tail end by putting on a new halter.
Siobhan may see the F. E. N. C. E. as a challenge, but the halter and lead rope seem to spell B. U. S. I. N. E. S. S. What a good girl!