Here’s the news from the ranch today and it’s adorable.
We have a bottle calf. I call her Lola.
Or Sweet Cakes.
Whatever comes out.
She’s the other half of a set of twins born last weekend. The momma seemed to see one baby and forgot about the second so now the little babe is mine.
Ok. So there’s that.
The other news is sorta old news, but Pops and his pup Waylon had an unfortunate accident with the side-by-side and now little Waylon is in a cast and it’s the most pathetic and adorable thing in the world. He gets along just fine but sorta drags that leg everywhere he goes. All because he can’t stand to be away from his momma, so he jumped out of a moving vehicle to get her.
So there’s that.
When my little nephew, who adores Waylon, found out that his favorite puppy had an owie, he took Gramma to the drug store and bought him a get well card and a stuffed goose to play with that is as big as the puppy himself.
So that’s adorable as hell.
And this morning when I went to feed the calf, Waylon and his peg leg tagged along, but not before attempting to bring his favorite stuffed goose with him.
Ugh, and as if I didn’t already have a toothache from the sweetness, the goose is so big that Waylon, in his attempt to drag it down the road, tripped and tumble rolled over it about three times before giving up because, get this, he got distracted by a butterfly.
The adorable little puppy tagging along with me to feed the adorable calf waiting for me in the barn got distracted from the giant stuffed goose my adorable nephew gave him to literally go frolicking after a butterfly.
When I woke up this morning I felt shitty, with a scratchy throat and puffy eyes and a runny nose, but those ten minutes in my made getting out of bed worth it.
That and this drooly little thing of course.
Now go forth and keep smiling. It’s almost Friday.
Baby cows!!! yeah such fun! Pup with messed up leg?…yuck. It will mend, calf will thrive. All will be well. Its SPRING!
My four sibs and I bottle fed orphaned baby lambs on our kinda insulated porch March and April in the late 1950,s. It was a grand time, a little pen, with bedding and heat lamps. In those days it was a 7up bottle with a big nipple. Those lambs were so happy and then they were adopted by , in my mind the Champion Ewe. Our little rite of spring over. I will never forget:-)
As always, good on ya Jess, you said it well. Spring!!! It is here…. Thanks for the reminder.;-)
Jesse, you have honed in on the important things in life! All of these adorable babies and sweet young things – how can you stand it?
She’s too cute! Lucky you!
Oh my goodness! The amount of cuteness and sweetness! I love Spring! Thanks for sharing. Totally made my day!