As I was out walking around and taking pictures, I thought I would go get some of the calves. When I went in, poor Bonnie was on her side and bloated. She had just died.
We were hoping they would have a better chance to survive down here in the comfy cozy barn, being hand fed and loved on by the kids. But that only goes so far in nature I suppose.
Sadness
On another note, we ate Brutus tonight. He was huge. Nothing like the grocery store chicken. See picture below, now mind you, I did not tie or mold his legs down to make him pretty like they do at the grocery store.
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