Winter on the Farm
It was the last silver snowfall but the first winter colt; March 29, 2012. Howe Acres Perceous Tardy was born. She and her wobbly new legs hobbled over to Tara, her mother, for some milk. I came running out of the barn with a blanket. I patted Tara and said, "Well done".
By the time the snow melted Tardy had strong, beautiful legs. I can still remember her old wobbly ones and when she stared curiously at the new crust on the snow and the first barn owl she saw and the first bottle I fed her and the first rope I led her with. I couldn't stop tinking about the good stuff. I had reminded myself it's bad sometimes when winter calfs are born. Some farms just leave the calf and it dies of hypothermia or it's whole body gets frostbite. Those things can happen but my little Tardy stuck through it because Our Chapman Family Farm took care of my Tardy.
My dad says when Tardy has a calf that calf will be a winter calf and I will write my report on her unless it's a bull.