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His
next step was to move past the bottle and drink his milk from the
trough. Though he didn't understand, he eventually figured this one
out too. We started slowly adding starter calf feed in with his milk.
We did make the mistake a couple times of bringing a plastic cup into
the barn area or having things that resembled his bottle.
He became crazed and quite unruly. Curly was out free-ranging one
afternoon and I was laying in a nearby hammock. I got a phone call
and Sharon brought me out the cordless phone and a (plastic) glass
of tea. Curly lifted his head and thinking that he had spotted his
beloved bottle, made a mad dash to the hammock. There I was, trying
to juggle my full glass of tea, a phone in my ear and the swinging
hammock; Curly didn't slow down until he was in the hammock with me.
What a picture. (didn't get one though)
As of mid-April, Curly was eating sweet feed only now, as well as,
enjoying his daily grass foraging. We've got him halter trained and
still bring him along on our walks, though he's more interested in
what new things he can find to nibble. He does make a great pillow
when we laid around in the fields basking in the warm spring sun.
He's been getting his exercise by following us on our daily walks
around the ridges. Just like all good Moms we've tried to slowly start
teaching him about grass and good wild things to eat. He slowly started
figuring things out and began nibbling on the hay we had for him in
the barn.
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