(Part Two) Two bags of IV fluid, antibiotics, electrolytes… and the calf lays on my lawn, in the warmth of the afternoon sun. We alternate a bottle of milk replacer with a bottle of electrolytes a couple of hours later… hoping the fluid will kick his gut back into gear. As the sun sets, we…
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Scourge
He won’t say it. But I see it in his eyes, in his touch, in his gruff, “You’re all right. You’re OK.” His rough hands rubs the black hair on a (not so) small nose, petting the calf like a dog, and dust rises to the top of the hair and coats his hand. The…