We were pretty excited to have a little calf here. Cooper was a little afraid at first but now likes him. And I love baby anything so it's fun for me too.
Dalton was calling him Fifty, since that is his tag number, but Cooper and I renamed him Wilbur yesterday. I think it's going to stick. Cooper can say it, so that's a plus.
Cooper was afraid of calves at first...he was ok until they made noise, but now that he has Wilbur he's liking the little guy. He pets him and puts his arm around him and likes for Wilbur to chase him around. Unfortunately Wilbur has a tendency to run up on your heels, so hopefully there won't be a crash between the two.
"Come on Wilbur!"
Daddy Dalton
The cats like having Wilbur around too. They get the leftovers.
Each morning Dalton goes out and feeds Wilbur. Then at lunch we usually bring him up to the yard and feed him. Then he hangs out in the yard (in hopes that he will try some grass) until the evening. We're pretty special...not everyone has a calf hanging out in the bushes.
He followed me up the back steps for a bottle!
It will be a sad day when we have to say goodbye to Wilbur and send him back to the pasture, but for now we're enjoying our pet, and Cooper's getting some up close and personal experience with a calf.
Cooper likes to shut and latch the gate by himself.
This cutie is ready for fall too!
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