I wish you could have tagged along with us yesterday.
What an adventure!
Bringing home a baby cow is pretty fun.
We got our cow from a local dairy farmer. He is so nice. He actually just gave us the calf and we're still waiting for another bull calf to be born. Dairy farmers don't usually keep the bulls. A truck comes and picks them up once a week to raise them for veal or beef, depending on their size. T-bone is pretty big, he may have been beef.
We have a rope halter and thought little T-bone would just follow us out to our van. Ha! He was a bit more bull-headed. We had to push and pull and finally lift him into the van.
He is still a bit scarey to me.
We left for a time to attend a picnic on the lawn, band concert. We got ice cream afterwards and then came home to cow and bed. Drew and I did cow, Todd did little girls, Jakob did Benny boy.
Little T had a hard time latching on. Our bottle nipple is too new and so are we. It took a few calls to experienced cow mothers and the farmer we adopted him from to realize we needed to cut the nipple bigger and poke open the air release hole. Once the bottle was fixed, he gulped down his dinner.