If you know your Beatrix Potter, you'll recognize the name Mrs. Tiggywinkle. Mrs. Tiggywinkle was the washerwoman hedgehog in the 1905 book The Tale of Mrs. Tiggywinkle. In the book a little girl named Lucie loses her handkerchiefs, goes looking for them, and ends up at the house of kindly Mrs. Tiggywinkle, who has washed and ironed the handkerchiefs. (You can see where our Mrs. Tiggywinkle got her name, since her sire is Woodmagic Hedgehog III. I can't take credit for the name, though. That goes to her breeder, Kim Newswanger of Hope Refuge Farm.)
I walked down the drive until I could see Kara standing near the gate, not far from
After we had done what we needed to do with Tiggy, I got thinking that I didn't want a strange cow where she might touch noses with my animals through the fence. So I went back down with a bucket of sweet feed, and she followed me willingly into the Back Pasture where there was plenty of water and grass.
I called the sheriff, animal control, the local radio station that announces lost and found animals, and even some local vets that treat cattle. We also contacted the only two neighbors we knew of who had cows, but nobody was missing one. The guy who answered the phone at one vet's office asked, "So are you telling me you found a cow?" "Well," I replied, "actually she found us!" He took my information and then said, "That is the funniest thing I've heard in a long time! Thank you for making my day!" (All I have to say is, I love to make people happy!) :)
Since it looked like she might be here a while, I decided the cow needed a name besides "the strange cow." What could be more perfect than Lucie, Mrs. Tiggywinkle's visitor in the story? After all, she had come to call on the day Tiggy was born.
This morning our peace and quiet was shattered. Lucie was in season, and she was bellowing it to the whole world. Royal may be just 9 months old, but he rose to the occasion, bugling back at her in a very loud duet. It was pretty funny because unlike the old song, in this case mama sang bass and (would-be) daddy sang tenor!
It looks like Lucie won't be staying for long because her owner turned up today, clued in by one of the neighbors we talked to. So tomorrow they'll come over with round pen panels and a trailer, and we'll have Operation Bye-Bye Lucie! Too bad, it was kind of fun while it lasted!