Momma was protective of her calf. She shook her head at me and snorted when I tried to approach the calf. So I was unable to spray some gentle iodine on her navel. Yes, the calf is a girl. And while my Aunt Diane wanted to name Momma's calf, we'll let her name another calf as Tammy and I have named this calf: "Rose".
First attempt at getting up. |
A very brief rain shower |
Licking the goo off Rose. |
Trying to stand for the first time. |
Daisy was fascinated with the new calf. But she decided not to go into the corral to get a closer look. Instead she laid by a little tree just outside the corral and watched Momma and the new calf.
And did a little grooming.
And a little scratching.
Later in the evening as I worked on a corral gate Daisy checked out Momma and Rose.
Later when Tammy came back outside to see Rose, Daisy posed for Tammy.
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