Thursday, October 29, 2009

Hidy hole...


#648's calf was the one that didn't seem 'normal'. He was slow to nurse, & I had to give him colostrum & then bottle feed him for several days before he finally started nursing mom. He also acted like he couldn't see or hear well. When I finally turned #648 & her calf back in with the herd (they had been in the barn for the duration of the bottle feeding), mom wisely hid him, putting him in a brushy area surrounded by blackberry bushes. She kept him this way for several days, until he was strong enough & savvy enough to come out into the real world. He seems to be doing better each day, & he is certainly growing.

4 comments:

cba said...

I LOVE this story.

I think you could write a book, about all your experiences with your animals.

How about a children's book? The story of this little one would be perfect.

He could be the Tiny Tim of cows.

Dianne said...

OK, so next time you're here we'll start a book. And, of course, we'll need to include the esteemed Life & People writer, Miss C. Naturally, the book will be such a hit with parents that it will require multiple printings & we'll all three be filthy rich. Does that sound even REMOTELY believable?

cba said...

Yes.

They said Peanuts would never sell, Fred Astaire couldn't act or sing, and eight publishers rejected the Harry Potter manuscripts.

So.. I think we have a chance.

Dianne said...

Well then, clear your schedule. I'll keep taking pictures for documentation until the Three Muskrats can convene.