Mama cow has malfunctioning milkers. She tries to be a good mama but needs assistance. She is big and protective, he is tiny, cute and friendly.
She is warning me to keep away while Junior wanders right over to say hi. I respect protective female bovine types and keep my distance.
Looks at those eye lashes... that tiny tip of tongue...
I have his calf bottle full of yummy warm milk replacer, but he refuses to take it for me. I'm sure not going to chase him around in there with questionable mama cow and deep cow manure. I give up.
Cute hungry calf goes right up to and starts nuzzling with 'Dawg'.
We kind of miss that dawg, but there's something to be said about not having a Barbadoes sheep sleeping outside the door every night.
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comment on yesterdays comments...someone brings a bird to the vet for a "broken feather"???
What a cute little calf!!!
I love the pictures, how sweet!
This is such a sweet post but I had to laugh at the words "malfunctioning milkers." Such great words. I wonder if I could work them into a conversation somewhere.
Beautiful pictures.
Awww...what a cutie! Newborn calves are so cute. Then they become cows.
I love that Dawg...I want one!
So Doc. Kathy, did you fix poor mama's malfunctioning milkers, so she could feed her poor hungry baby?
She is cute baby. Mom good looking also.
XO "Hi Jerry"
How precious! Something that us "city folk" don't see.
O.K...now I want a cow/baby cow....
What a wonderful life you live!
What a sweet, adorable baby! I miss seeing cows all the time.
Awwwww... I love baby anything!
Hey thanks for coming by and commenting today. I was starting to get worried again and thought about e-mailing you but I don't have your e-mail. Glad everything is fine just a finicky connection. Good luck with it the rest of the week.
I like very much this post and I loved visiting your blog.
Saludos,
Mariana C.
Thanks.
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