No mistaking who this calf belongs to! And a collective "Awwww" :heart: But don't be fooled by her beautiful face. I was searching for her calf in thigh-deep grass when I heard a primal growl. Turned around & saw that enormous she-beast running towards me with wild eyes. This is it - she's finally gonna take me out. So I just stood there like an idiot, frozen in fear - as she barrelled past me. Only then did I realize she was ready to take down 2 deer, chased them across the pasture until they jumped the fence. Okay, then! Decided her calf doesn't need tagged/banded/shots for now - or ever. She's 10 and her teats are the size of a Hillshire beef stick; amazingly the calf is able to nurse (or fortunately he has a freakishly huge mouth?). Regardless, with attitude, late calving and bad teats she's earned herself a ride to town, most likely with her calf after he gets those teats nursed down (and it cools off) and I'll just have to take the doc for not castrating.