Before we headed down to Provo for Grandpa's funeral, Chris and I decided to hop onto the quad and check on the calves. We have had several sick the past few weeks because of the rain and the well below average temps. They all looked pretty good and Chris noticed that the one born the other day was still down the field though her momma was with the rest of the herd. So we headed down and picked her up. She didn't move a muscle while I held her and Chris drove. They usually squirm around so much that I have to hold on pretty good, but not her. I think she enjoyed being on my lap and I don't mind holding them when they are clean and so little. Just wish Hayden was around so he could pet her. If they just stayed like this forever, I might like cows more.