Post by Deleted on Apr 27, 2005 9:39:22 GMT -5
first let's flash back to yesterday morning. I went out to the barn, opened Betty's stall door and there they were...the perfect cow mama and wee babe. Laying next to one another. Betty chewing her cud, humming and talking low to Binny. Binny all full-tummy-ed and sleepy, laying in a deep pile of clean hay.... so sweet, so perfect.... so surreal....
NOW, this morning... I open the door, there stands Betty, hay hanging from one horn, she looks exhusted, there is yellow baby poop smeared, all the way down her left leg. She is starving. I walk in and put her grain out. She starts to eat. Binny wakes up. Binny doesn't just wake up, she wakes up a totally DIFFERENT calf (yesterday, shaky, unsteady, toddling a few steps, laying down, sleeping for hours upon hours) What woke up is a wee black demon calf ;D..... Betty has her head in the stanchion (which isn't closed) eating her grain, Binny's eyes open, up she hops... Betty sees her and moos loveingly. Binny takes three toddler steps and then suddenly does this little skip and a jump and then a run... circle runs... then a straight RUN...past Betty, past me and out into the center of the barn... here comes Betty, grain falling from her lips, as she frantically moos and chases her child. Every time she catches up to Binny, Binny would stand still, looking all sweet & docile . Betty would turn to go back to her breakfast, Binny acting as tho she will follow BUT. ....... off would run Binny, the other direction. Betty on her heels, mooing/yelling/screaming/ not so low and loving now LOL... Betty keeps looking at me every once in a while, sort of a silent HELP!!!!.... I go ahead and start cleaning the stall, from the corner of my eye I saw Binny charge out the barn door and turn right, a frazzled poop- covered new mom....bellowing after her. That was about 30 mins ago. Betty finally got Binny to stop and nurse. Which of course has made her sleepy and slowed her down a bit. They are however far enough from the barn door and the stall Betty isn't comfortable leaving her. As I look at Betty, standing by her baby, hay still in her hair, poop dried on her leg, looking longingly at the barn, thinking of her unfinished grain
...... I remember well feeling (and LOOKING LOL) just like she does this morning back when my first baby learned to walk... guess motherhood is very much alike for all of us....
(((got to tell you after watching Binny this morning I'm beginning to wander if I should have named her Rhoda- from the movie the BAD SEED?
susie betty and bad, bad binny....
NOW, this morning... I open the door, there stands Betty, hay hanging from one horn, she looks exhusted, there is yellow baby poop smeared, all the way down her left leg. She is starving. I walk in and put her grain out. She starts to eat. Binny wakes up. Binny doesn't just wake up, she wakes up a totally DIFFERENT calf (yesterday, shaky, unsteady, toddling a few steps, laying down, sleeping for hours upon hours) What woke up is a wee black demon calf ;D..... Betty has her head in the stanchion (which isn't closed) eating her grain, Binny's eyes open, up she hops... Betty sees her and moos loveingly. Binny takes three toddler steps and then suddenly does this little skip and a jump and then a run... circle runs... then a straight RUN...past Betty, past me and out into the center of the barn... here comes Betty, grain falling from her lips, as she frantically moos and chases her child. Every time she catches up to Binny, Binny would stand still, looking all sweet & docile . Betty would turn to go back to her breakfast, Binny acting as tho she will follow BUT. ....... off would run Binny, the other direction. Betty on her heels, mooing/yelling/screaming/ not so low and loving now LOL... Betty keeps looking at me every once in a while, sort of a silent HELP!!!!.... I go ahead and start cleaning the stall, from the corner of my eye I saw Binny charge out the barn door and turn right, a frazzled poop- covered new mom....bellowing after her. That was about 30 mins ago. Betty finally got Binny to stop and nurse. Which of course has made her sleepy and slowed her down a bit. They are however far enough from the barn door and the stall Betty isn't comfortable leaving her. As I look at Betty, standing by her baby, hay still in her hair, poop dried on her leg, looking longingly at the barn, thinking of her unfinished grain
...... I remember well feeling (and LOOKING LOL) just like she does this morning back when my first baby learned to walk... guess motherhood is very much alike for all of us....
(((got to tell you after watching Binny this morning I'm beginning to wander if I should have named her Rhoda- from the movie the BAD SEED?
susie betty and bad, bad binny....