T-Rex

This post should begin with a comment about how much Theo loves T-Rexs. Loves, loves loves them.

We went to move the cows one day during chores and PB, the friendliest one, wouldn't move. She's a bit of a pig and loves to eat, so it was surprising she wasn't interested in a new pasture. Turns out, she had just given birth and had tucked her calf in the brush to rest. We quickly found him and Theo quickly named him T-Rex.

When we walked up to the barn to get the calving supplies (iodine, the notebook, scissors etc), we found PB eating the placenta. Remember this post? The meat falling from the sky? Well we found out later that that was also placenta, picked up by vultures and dropped on yours truly. We were very glad to see that PB had gotten to hers before anything else could.

We tagged his ear with number 5, which he didn't enjoy too much.

And Theo cut his umbilical cord.

All in a day's work! T-Rex is now frolicking happily with the other calves, though he's the only black one so he's always easy to spot.