Monday, February 27, 2006


Back at the ranch it is calving season.

It is also -37 F. That's right, that's negative 37. Fahrenheit.

Little wet afterbirth-y calves sometimes don't do that well in extremely cold conditions - as you can imagine. Amazingly, many do just fine. But the ones that need it are getting some pretty great treatment about now.

I was talking to my sister (newly home from Antarctica. Hi!) who relayed the following story.

The cold calves are being hauled to my Mom's house and put in the mudroom (thank God for mudrooms). The floors have radiant heat which slowly warms the calf without shocking it. My brother's kids, Rhiannon (6) and Lars (3), are in charge of rubbing the baby calf down with towels. This stimulates and warms the baby.

Plus, it's just a fun thing to do.

The kids have decided that this gives them naming rights, and they fight over this right amongst themselves.

A few days ago two calves came in while Lars was there alone. This gave him clear and inarguable rights to naming.

And, well..... he is at that stage when learning new words - sometimes kind of "forbidden" words - is really taking hold.

He named them Fart and Penis.

This is Lars, calf's name unknown.


At 11:16 AM, Blogger anika said...

AHAHAHAHAHA That is SO funny, Shari! Cute picture!

Jacob never named things forbidden words. But he did have 3 fish named House, Fence, and Dad (we have since talked about the father issue, not to worry!)

At 1:04 PM, Blogger Christine said...

OH how cute!

The calf is definitely sticking his tongue out due to the fact that he has been named Fart, Penis, or something else equally funny. And how cute is Lars!

At 3:48 PM, Blogger Janie said...

shari, too cute!!
and a little frightening that at that terrible temperature, converting was unnecessary (-38C!!)

anika, is that any wonder considering the two fish you named were spike and fuzzy?!?

At 12:39 AM, Blogger Squishi said...

MWHAHHAHAHHAHAH - that's too funny.

but -38C? HOly crap girl, you and the rest of you insane people who live in Snowville need to immigrate south.

Not to mention those poor little cold cows. I hope their mummies lick their cold noses warm :<

At 1:48 AM, Blogger Ant said...

Ah, his male humour is developing nicely. If he ever gets a job where he is required to think up passwords, they will doubtless have similar themes (my experience anyway)...

And newly-born calves are the cutest things ever - watching them slip and slide all over the joint. Awww...

At 9:50 AM, Blogger anika said...

Janie -- FLUFFY. Not Fuzzy.


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