Very, very small cow

Momma miniature cow No. 1 has thwarted my plan to name her baby Sir Loin by cunningly having a heifer calf instead of a bull calf. Less cunningly, she has chosen to have it the day before a snowstorm. Good one, Momma cow.







The calf is about 24 inches tall, at a guess, and she really, really likes to have her back scratched. She also likes milk. A lot. And, um, that seems to be about the extent of her ambition-- so far, at least. I find myself envying the simplicity of her life, to be honest.