Ikey

When Ikey first signed on with this outfit,  I had my doubts. He'd been somewhat shortchanged in the grocery department and looked more like a weanling calf than a future herd bull. 

Four-and-a-half months of good pasture later, Ikey has lost his ribs and baby face. As Hubby put it, "He even has muscles, and they're starting to ripple!" I suppose that someday we'll have to drop the y and address him more respectfully as Ike.

But, what's with the curls? 

                            

"God selected the common and the castoff...." --1 Corinthians 1:28 VOICE