I, on the other hand, was super-pumped. I mean, so what if the only other girls around here are a golden retriever and a calf?? You really have to celebrate the little things when you're outnumbered as big as I am!
What are you going to call your calf, Henry??
"I dunno. How about Bob?"
Well, Hen, Bob is not a girl's name. How about Daisy or Princess?
"What about Jed?"
No, Jed isn't a girl's name either.
"Okay, then, I'm going to name her Butter."
Oh, like, Buttercup or Butterbean??
"Nope, just Butter."
"Yep. That's what I said."
Alright, Butter it is.
That's my son. Follower of practically NO ONE. Just himself. Silly and ornery and smart, but not gifted in the creative calf name category. Love him, love him!! The county fair is just around the corner. This weekend, we'll be haltering the calves and working with them for show. More to come on that!
Have a great weekend, everyone!!