The calf

Neighbor told me about an “underage” cow that got pregnant. Gave birth, but can’t stand or feed herself. Has to be hauled upright with harness and pulleys and chain, milked 2 liters twice a day to feed the calf, here shown two days old.

Something about teeth; as a consequence they (humans) cut grass in our (non-pasture) yard for mama. Not a problem as regards our property. Maybe a gift. What do I know about such things?

The calf: two days old and still bit of umbilical cord hanging. Damn. Huge.

It’s time

Almost eight years! This blog has been real, it’s been fun … and yet after a certain point, not real fun. When your fascination runs out of steam, when there’s no more juice flowing, it’s not time to mourn, but to move on.

My Day in Uruguay

Some funny stuff,
some pretty pics,
some oddities.

Thanks for your attention!

Reviewing the stats, I found 1,218 posts listed, but only 1,217 published. Aha!

The digging dog

26 February 2018. This is from a month or so ago. Kiya, a dog obsessed with digging, makes a cave in the bank of the swimming hole (which at that point had no water). Benji looks on, and – are you ready for this? – there’s a third dog in there as well.

dog digging in sandy bank, Uruguay

As a closing comment, I think that image says it all.

Or nothing at all.

Perfect!