Another loss at Arnold Acres

To those of you who were aware that I've been anxiously awaiting the arrival of a new calf, we lost it last Friday. My little Jill had a healthy bull that somehow got separated from her, all the way across the road into a completely different pasture. So what, a lot of people think, we lost a calf. My sorrow in this livestock business goes deeper than most people realize! Therefore, I'm adding this recent ordeal to my story (that I never could figure out how to link), and I've decided to blog my story from the beginning in sections; it is the foundation of the whole "barntales" idea. I apologize to those who have read the story, although I've done some minor editing since I last printed it. I hope the story creates a better understanding of how serious I take my job here in tending to the farm.