Look, Dad! My Calf Pees!

Sweet little Hazel is 6 1/2 weeks old now.

She drinks three bottles a day, but acts like she needs 17.  After her bottle, she follows me around head-butting me and sucking on my pants.  After about ten minutes, she will give up and just go on a walk with me.

Yesterday, she and I went to try and figure out what on Earth David was doing with the bulldozer.

I don’t exactly know what David was doing on the dozer, but I do know that Hazel is my best friend.

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We hired someone to build a structure at the river camping property.  We went to check it out and now we cannot wait until camping season begins.

It will be awhile.

We have to wait for the snow in the mountains to melt, the river to flood, and the flooding to go down.

Lame.

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This weekend, almost all of my nieces and nephews came to my house.

One of my nephews goes to the same school that I teach at.  He is also in the same grade, yet he is not in my specific class.  Our team works very closely, however, so all first graders know all four teachers and we all do science together and so on and so forth.

For science, we are learning about baby mammals, baby birds, life cycles, and animal instincts.

1st grade nephew was very excited to come over and see the incubated eggs and meet Hazel.  In a couple of weeks after the eggs hatch, all the first graders get to come to school to meet the chicks and meet Hazel.

1st Grade Nephew:  Take my picture!  So my class can see that I was the first one to meet Hazel.

Me:  Ok.  Do you want me to send this picture to your mom?

Nephew:  Yeah, yeah, but mostly my teacher.

Then he helped me turn the eggs and he is excited that he will be a part of the asynchronous video lesson on hatching chicks.

Do you know what the word “asynchronous” means?  Don’t feel bad.  No one did until August 2020.

Stinking ‘Rona.

Later on a bunch of OTHER nieces and one nephew came over and Hazel got to have her third bottle early.

Youngest Nephew:  Taylor?  Are you like a kid mom AND a cow mom?

The next day, my dad came over.

Me:  Dad!  Do you want to meet Hazel?

Dad:  Nor really.

I know, Readers.  I know.  Maybe he is old and grumpy?  He was at the time doing something on his phone.  And we all know that technology is a struggle for him.

(Do you want to know how old that picture is?  Look at the child in the left front.  That’s HD)

Anyways, Mom and I went to the back deck and I called Hazel’s name and she came galloping towards us, because I am her mom and I love her.  So I made my father come and see and he feigned interest, but then when he saw how cute she was, I knew he was smitten as well.

Me:  Dad!  Look! She is peeing!  My calf pees!

Dad:  Yes.  That’s something.

Me:  Isn’t she the cutest?

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David loaded up Hazel’s mother today.  For she is being sold.

She has YET to notice that I took Hazel.