Friday night, my Dad was going to the farm to put a new calf away. Emma and I skipped dinner with everyone else to go help him. It was dark and windy and chilly, but fun to spend a little extra time with him.
Emma was over the moon about the whole thing. We swung the gate for him as he drove in and out of the corral. Emma panicked as he was driving out, though, and darted away and almost directly into his path. Luckily she was fast.
We helped give him his shots, squirted iodine on his umbilical cord and feed him his first bottle. He was stubborn and wanted to stand while he ate. He was an exceptional eater, and I told Emma that was how Briggs was when he was a brand new baby. Stubborn and hungry. ;) So she named him Bigs after Briggs.
The next day she had to go back for a picture and to show Maddie and Briggs her buddy. He must have remembered her because he cozied right up to her and would hardly stand still for the others. This was her "share sack" for school today.
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