“The apple does not fall far from the tree.” ~ Proverb
Here’s our cheeky heifer Daisy Mae with her young bull calf – her first ever baby! We’ve named him Calvin, after Joelle’s suggestion.
When Daisy Mae was a young ‘un she’d crawl under the fence, romp through my vegetable garden, and play with my dogs, Harry and Bert, as though she too were a mad pup. She developed quite a taste for my herbs and flowers, and I was forever chasing her out of the house yard.
Now her son is just the same. He’s only four days old, and already we’ve chased him out of the yard more than twenty times. Right now he’s still so little that he can easily wiggle under the fence wires. He never seems to mind that he’s in trouble. To him it’s one big game.
He has been devouring my parsley and garlic chives, and is particularly partial to petunias. Naughty Calvin!
But he’s so cute we can’t stay mad at him long. 🙂
Our dogs just love it when Calvin comes to visit. Let’s just hope he doesn’t eat all of my herbs before he is too big to squeeze under the fence.
Hello Calvin!! You are named after my husband’s treasured uncle. Best to you and your Mum.
Calvin suits him perfectly. Too bad you can’t plant some herbs on their side of the fence for them.:) Of course then the dogs wouldn’t have their playmate.
Cutie patootie!! I had a feeling that Joelle’s suggestion would be the one! XO
All young generally look amazing and cute
He looks like he can’t understand why you won’t share with him.
He is so adorable! There is an expression here in Costa Rica: Hijo de tigre sale pintado. Translation: The son of a tiger is born with spots/stripes.
He looks like quite a character.