The good news is that the baby is alive and well and about two months old. The bad news is that his mother died and we have no idea why. This winter has been the worst we’ve ever had for the older cows fighting amongst themselves. Hubby thinks this is what happened to “George’s” mom.
George is not a typical name I would give this adorable little guy but hubby thought it would be easy for him to remember and he uses it a lot.
George is still very skittish around most but is starting to come to me when I call. Of course, I get in his lot and talk and coo too him and am the one that feeds him most of the time. We will keep him in this small enclosure until I’m certain he will always come to me for bottle and feed or just when I call for him. We intend to put him in a small field with two yearling heifers in a few weeks.
The two heifers are beautiful as you can see and if you remember, one is Annabelle. Hubby wants to keep them close and have both come to him when called. If we leave them with their normal herd the older cows butt them away from the grain and goodies. He wants them to be in excellent shape when they are bred in the fall and give them the best start possible for their first calf.
These girls will be nice to little “George” and he’ll learn the ways of cows from them also. More updates as they grow, I promise!!