
My good friend Betina Hawkins called me Friday afternoon wanting to know if I was interested in a Charolias calf. It would have to be bottle fed because it was having trouble nursing on its mama. I zoomed over and picked her up.

I named her Betina!

She is our little Angel!!!
Oh, my, word. She is aDORable.
ReplyDeleteWhen I was in high school, I spent a summer babysitting all day for a working mom. One of my charges was a little boy who was five, and so was my sister. A pal's mom called me and said, Hey, we have a bottle fed calf, want to bring "your" kids over to meet him. So, the little boy I watched and my sister bottle fed that calf - BARELY! He was so intense and intent he near dragged them around the yard by the bottle! Lots of laugh for me & my mom's friend. :-)