A little earlier I snuck out to check on the calves.
We separated them from their mommas yesterday so they’re not too happy. In fact, we couldn’t sleep last night from all the bawling and bellowing. Poor babes.
But when I got to the barn, I saw something that made me rethink my assumptions. Maybe the calves were bellowing and bawling for another reason.
Ahhhh!! What is it? A ghost? A monster?
An evil spirit come to whisk me away?
A spirited 4-year old that’s come to finish me off.
This face gets me every time.