This afternoon as I was approaching the barn where the calves are housed I could hear a continuous bawling. I was wondering what was going on since today I was a half an hour early on my round. As I came in I could see all the other calves lying down and Raspy was up and his head sticking out of his pen bawling away.
This is the first time I ever heard Raspy bawl. I usually fed him last because I had to spend so much time with him and he never seem to mind the least bit. But today he wanted to be fed first. It's almost like he just discovered that he had a voice and was so happy to use it. Of course he was the first one to be fed this afternoon. You know what they say, the squeaky wheel gets the grease. He seems to be so proud of drinking from the pail. This folks, just makes my day.
|My sunshine Rooster rug is finally completely finished.|