Yesterday afternoon, we discovered a small shape hiding next to Fergie in the corner of the barn. Without a bit of a fuss, Fergie had calved a beautiful heifer calf two days early! By the time we found her, the new calf was already licked clean and was fluffy and dry.
Fergie stood patiently while we hand-milked her, and the new calf took to a bottle immediately, guzzling down six pints in a matter of minutes. She slept the night bundled warmly in a calf jacket next door to the other heifer calves, and spent today learning to stand and walk.
The new gal doesn’t have a name yet, but we’re considering several “F” names, after her mother of course. Welcome, new calf!
