My boy Moses turned five last week, and he'll be elgible to show a bottle-fed calf at the County Fair this summer. I didn't want to wait & see if any of our cows couldn't support their calves and we ended up with a bottle baby, so Mo' Money & I drove over to New Virginia tonight to pick up two four-day old Jersey bull calves. A couple from over there just drove up to Minnesota & brought home a whole trailer full of calves from a dairy up there in Gopher-land, and we got the last two from this load.
I was a little worried that they would be hard to get going tonight, but they went right after those bottles like Chris Kingsbury at a Thursday night all-you-can-drink bar special. Mo' Money had trouble feeding one by himself, but we're going to work on training both him AND the calves to do this smoothly in the next week or two.
I told him to think hard to try & come up with names for the little fellers, but of course I have thoughts here:
Since the calves are still bulls, I think we could call them "Paul" and "Wally". Next fall, when their bullishness "goes away", maybe we could start calling them "Kirk" and "Greg" instead.
No way in hell is either one of them going to be called "Bevo". Not. On. My. Farm.
I was a little worried that they would be hard to get going tonight, but they went right after those bottles like Chris Kingsbury at a Thursday night all-you-can-drink bar special. Mo' Money had trouble feeding one by himself, but we're going to work on training both him AND the calves to do this smoothly in the next week or two.
I told him to think hard to try & come up with names for the little fellers, but of course I have thoughts here:
Since the calves are still bulls, I think we could call them "Paul" and "Wally". Next fall, when their bullishness "goes away", maybe we could start calling them "Kirk" and "Greg" instead.
No way in hell is either one of them going to be called "Bevo". Not. On. My. Farm.
