OK. I got it backwards. I was supposed to take pics of the new chicks, NOT the calf. I didn’t figure any of you would really argue with me when I took pics of the little cutie pie, but, hey, if you’re a chicken lover… sorry about this.
The little guy has been fed bottles… There was still no clue as far as his momma goes. If he was a twin… he was a good sized twin… but, nevertheless, he needed a mom.
Unfortunately, or fortunately, we had another calf die. It was a week old, seemingly healthy, and for some reason, it passed away. That left a momma with no baby.
We did the Identity Theft procedure… and here he was this morning.
She looks a tad protective…