Rene'e and I milked cows for her Uncle last weekend so he could go on a long weekend away. These are a few of his calves. One of my jobs was to feed them. The bottom one is still on a bottle, but the other two will drink from a nipple bucket.
We had a great time milking and by the time we were done with that duty... we had become reaquainted with most of them. They are all numbered, but we take it upon ourselves to name them. Like one is called "Mickey Mouse" because she has a marking on her side that looks like Mickey. We call #57 "Heinz" - get it?! But I'm not sure she was there this time. There was one that was always really dirty and we called her "Piggly Wiggly." We are so original, can't you tell.
Milking the cows induces reminiscing of days gone by. We really miss our Pal, Ed. These were his cows and when he was around we milked them regularly. Now we just help when there is a need. It's sad to go there and not see him. He will have been gone 7 years next week.
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calves are my favorite little creature. Just love their perfect teeth. They sure do take thier bottles with gusto !
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