“Anyone who doesn’t believe in miracles is not a realist.”
~ David Ben-Gurion
Do you remember me posting recently about a very fat cow, who couldn’t possibly be pregnant, giving birth to a baby bull calf. He’s our little miracle, and he came into the world after we’d lost both of our young bulls to bracken fern poisoning.
Today I’d like to formally introduce you to Red Bull. Yep, that’s what we’ve named him. From all of the clever, meaningful and innovative name suggestions you gave us, Red Bull is the one that has stuck.
His mum has been keeping him away from all of us for the first few weeks of his life, but they came down to join the herd a few days ago.
He’s a handsome young fella, shy at first but with a robust sense of curiosity. If you sit down quietly in the grass he’ll come right over to you.
Red Bull has already made friends with our puppy Harry, whom he came gave a sniff and a lick. Harry loved it, and I wish I’d had my camera! But I’m sure Harry thinks Red Bull is just a big dog…
I’m very pleased with our newest addition. He’s got the makings of a lovely bull. And he’s already enjoying lots of attention and treats. Like everyone else around here, he’ll be well fed and thoroughly spoilt. 🙂 Thanks for all your help with the naming. I thought you might enjoy some pics while Red Bull is still a baby.