The Robbed

Last weekend, our sweet Panda went into labor weeks before she was due, and the poor little guy died only two or three minutes after birth. Our vet told us that the calf had a congenital heart defect which is always fatal. 

Don't cry, I told myself. Death is a part of life. Everyone who lives on a farm or ranch knows that. It was only a baby cow, after all. Babies all over the world are suffering from war, famine, terror, abuse, trafficking, racism, disease. Their mamas' hearts are breaking every day.

Thank heaven for Kleenex.

Anyway, we're looking for an orphaned calf in need of Panda. While we're waiting, Hubby has been milking her. I'm praying that Panda gets to adopt, but in the meantime, I may try making some butter.

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"The robbed that smiles, steals something from the thief." ~William Shakespeare, Othello