Jun 30, 2023
Yesterday a baby calf was born a month early, with a twin. The twin died today morning. The calf is very weak, he can't walk, he can't sit, he doesn't really want to drink. He has no strength whatsoever. I spent most of my time today trying to get him to drink. Getting his little head to stay in a comfortable position was a feat, let alone getting him to drink. He doesn't know what to do with his tongue so he bleps. But he's so cute and I like him a lot for some reason. I don't know. He's so pretty and gentle. I really wish he could make it. He probably won't live. Thinking about how he probably won't be there anymore by the time I get there next week makes me very sad
