When I got word that Pete and Louise got a new family member, I threw my rubber boots into my car and off I drove.
I have a FOND affection to cows, especially baby calves! I grew up on a dairy farm and though we had numerous cats and dogs through the years, it was the calves that held my affection. On the dairy it was my job to help my grandma in the barn and I would make numerous trips to the calf pens to feed them milk. I used to love on them and didn't even mind when they slobbered all over me. We named all our calves and each had a unique personality and disposition. My Grandpa name one Satan and you can only imagine what type of personality it had! We sold our herd in the early 1970's and I still remember the sadness I felt the day of the auction.
Meet Daisy, a sweet baby Jersey calf only a few days old.
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