Sunday, March 20, 2011

 

The Story of Precious

Precious got her name when she was born.
I came down to the barn that morning for milking and her mother, Pooh Pooh, had given birth.
Precious was so little when she was born, that I thought that Pooh Pooh was going to have twins. Because twins are usually born smaller than a single birth calf.
I took one look at the little baby calf. She was so cute and tiny and adorable that the first words that came out of my mouth were, "Oh for precious."
Needless to say, that little calf kept that name and grew like no other calf I had seen grow before.
Precious became an instant hit for photo opportunities. She loved the limelight.
But there was one thing about her. I swear she had ADD (Attention Deficit Disorder) She got bored very easily.
When showing her, I always had to find ways to keep her attention to make her show good.
One time at the Minnesota State Fair, I took her out walking. She just had to inspect everything in sight — garbage cans, bricks on the buildings, the people — anything in sight.
Then she came up to the sheriff posse on a horse. Precious was so infatuated with the horse. She rubbed noses with the horse and even shook her head like the horse.
You see Precious has a long slender face like a horse and her eyes look like a horse's eyes.
Ever since that day, if I asked Precious if she would like a treat or something, she shook her head like horse at me.
Maybe she was just confused or now has developed a personality complex also.
Who knows...Only Precious knows.

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