We thought we had escaped bottle calves this season. Then, late last week, our very last cow to calf just had to go and die after giving birth.
Landen couldn't have been happier. He loves his new calf, who has been officially named Sugar. He even woke up this morning at 6:15am and wondered why his Dad hadn't woke him at 6:00am to feed his calf as promised.
When David asked Nathan what the calf's name would be, he said, "Blind. Is Blind a name, Dad?"
I really hope he isn't given full responsibility to name his own children someday.
Before Landen was born, I was "Mom" to five calves at once one spring. I am thankful that I now have children old enough to give these new babies the attention and bottles they need!
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