Our orphaned bottle-baby Neo has grown to be a big, healthy, feisty lad–one of 21 kids we have on the farm these days.
We’ve had a lot of bottle babies over the years, all with unique personalities. If I had to choose one word to describe Neo’s personality, I think I’d go with “confident.”
He’s too big now to crawl under the fence, so at least he’s no longer underfoot while I’m doing my chores.
Soon we’ll be able to wean him. We’ve been feeding him three times a day for months now (we started with four feedings per day). The early morning and midday feedings are no big deal, but I”m looking forward to being relieved of the obligation to trek out to the barn every night at 9 o’clock for his last feeding of the day.
But that happy day hasn’t arrived yet. So now it’s time to leave the computer and go feed Neo.