Hello everyone!
I’m here to brighten your day with cute pictures of adorable baby animals.
On the farm, spring officially arrives when the babies start to arrive… or that’s how it feels. Once calving is in full swing, I know it’s definitely spring, whether the calendar says so or not. And by the time you are reading this post, the calendar does, in fact, agree with me.
This spring has been really, really exciting around the farm! You know, even without the whole Coronavirus thing? Some of the exciting has been not a happy sort of exciting, but a lot of it has!
Did you know?
The chance of a beef cow having twins is around 0.1% That’s one in a thousand!
And, yes, that’s one of the exciting things. We’ve been raising cattle for over 10 years now, and we’ve never had twins born. So we figured they’d have to come sometime.
Well, actually, we did get a pair of twins born last year, but unfortunately, they didn’t survive. That’s why cattle ranchers don’t want twins. It’s much better to get one hale and hearty calf than two dead ones.
It’s not like that for all animals, but for cows, they were kind of made to have 1, and in rare cases, 2. So it’s not something you hope for.
This year, however, we got twins. Not just twins, but two healthy calves, one a boy, and one a girl. They’re adorable. Now that’s exciting!
I didn’t manage to get pictures of them together. Sadly. But I got a lot of pictures of calves and somewhere in there, the twins appear. Separately of course. I think. And I don’t even really know when pictures they are in. I’ll probably ask my younger siblings.
So without further ado, here are the pictures.
**[Prepare for cuteness overload]**
Click on them if you want to see it bigger!
The momma cows really, really didn’t like me getting pictures of their calves. But they were in either the calf shelter area (of limits to the big cows) or sleeping on the other side of the fence. In one case, a newborn was in with his momma in a separate pen, because they’d had a little bit of a rough start. That momma cow was REALLY, REALLY upset about me taking her picture. But I got one.
The momma cows on the other side of the separating panel for the calf shelter area, also did their best to bellow and warn me of their wrath. Didn’t really keep me away, but I did take a picture of them carrying on, so there.
The calf I found sleeping on the other side of the fence was actually a bit of a miracle. She was really, really, groggy or she would have run right away to her momma as soon as she saw me. But no, she let me get right up to her.
In fact, I wasn’t even planning to go take her picture, but I needed to get through the gate she was sleeping against. In the end, I just climbed through the fence because I didn’t actually want her to wake up. She was just too cute.
Here’s one of her sleepy, groggy, pictures.
Isn’t she just adorable? This is like the closest you get to a baby calf! Like at all! It was pretty cool.
If you would like to see more baby calf pictures and hear some tips about photography calves without upsetting their mommas… well, check out this post.
Actually, cows are not the only thing having babies around here. We have baby goats too!!!!!! Four of them actually.
[Don’t bother asking how many calves we have around here. The answer is “I don’t know”. We’ll probably have another one in a few minutes 😉 ]
As for the goats, we’ve got one set of triplets and one single!
As is customary, they each have a lot of names. For instance, the single was first named Blackie, but he isn’t quite black, so he was also called Blackjack (after Black Beauty).
He has also been called Big Boy for a while because he’s a lot bigger than the triplets. Now he’s unofficially called Uncle because his mom is the mom of the mom of the triplets, which makes him their… uncle. Weird, I guess, but not really.
As for the triplets, I’m pretty sure their names are officially Sandstorm, Teddy, and Sage.
Teddy and Sage are identical (at least in their pattern), and Sandstorm is the odd one. Which is why I suggested we change Teddy’s name to Basil to match Sage, but I got overruled. BUT IT MAKES SO MUCH SENSE!! Oh, well.
For fun, I call Teddy “Roosevelt” just to be a tiny bit rebellious. I also don’t think Sandstorm matches, but they named him like 3 seconds after he was born and I don’t have a better name, so once again, oh well. After all, it kind of matches. Yes, it mostly matches.
Sage is my favorite. HE’S SO TEENSY!!!! And cute. And completely adorable. Even more in person than through pictures. And I think his name is kind of cute even if I didn’t come up with it.
Enough semi-ranting about kid names.
Time for the pictures. Hooray!!!
**[Prepare to melt with cuteness]**
This is Sandstorm. I actually really like how this picture turned out.
He’s very handsome, isn’t he? Oh, by the way, all four of them are boys. Yep. All four.
This is Teddy, aka Basil, aka Roosevelt. Yep, Roosevelt kind of matches him. More than Basil, I guess.
And [most of] the rest of the pictures shall be solely devoted to Sage. Also known as “Sage-y Baby” (’cause he’s tiny).
This is Sage playing on me. Oh, also, I forgot to mention that Sage is the most friendly and cuddle-iest baby, and is also bottle-fed.
Isn’t he cute? And doesn’t he look so much like a mini version of Teddy?
More cuteness.
Ahhh *melts with cuteness*
This one shows a little bit better how tiny he is. His brothers, Teddy and Sandstorm, are playing in the background.
And some more.
Oh, I forgot Blackjack. Or Uncle. (Or Blackie or Big Boy for that matter). He’s in the foreground in the picture above, but it doesn’t provide a very good view of him.
So here’s one more picture.
He also had a collar on that was way too big for him in that picture. So yeah. Pretty cute.
“Blessed is the man who trusts in the LORD
And whose trust is the LORD.
For he will be like a tree planted by the water,
That extends its roots by a stream
And will not fear when the heat comes;
But its leaves will be green,
And it will not be anxious in a year of drought
Nor cease to yield fruit.”
-Jeremiah 17:7-8 (NASB)
God bless and keep you all! Have a peace-filled rest of your weekend. I will be praying for you all, and I mean it.
Once again, God be with you!
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