Not So

(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…  … Continue reading


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 … Continue reading