Buster

Blossom brought another big bull calf into the world a few days ago. Hubby promptly dubbed him Buster. 

Buster has it made. Blossom, aka the Dairy Queen, has enough milk for two of three Busters. And since he discovered the comforts of the calf shed, Buster rarely leaves it. He's such a couch potato that I'm thinking we should have named him Spud. 

"Is not this the kind of fasting that I have chosen:

to loose the chains of injustice...

to set the oppressed free....

to share your food with the hungry,

and provide the poor wanderer with shelter...?"

                  ~Isaiah 58:6-7 (NIV)