01/02/2024
We don't typically keep a bottle calf to put into the breeding stock. They're usually not the best of quality from not having their mother's nutrients and they're difficult to maneuver because they're like a dog, always by your side or in the way. But Ginger was an exception. Gilbert, our long time farm hand and family friend, had raised a bottle calf a couple years before Ginger, but he was a feeder steer. It broke Gilbert's heart the day "Bubba" had to load up on the truck. When Ginger was orphaned and Gilbert got to raise her on a bottle we said we would keep her so he wouldn't have to part with her. Gilbert loved that cow and could go into the pasture at anytime and she would come to him when he called her. He would rub and scratch her all over. We lost Gilbert 8 years ago today 1-1-2016. We held on to Ginger as worrisome as she was. She was always in the way, pulling feed buckets out of your hand or off the truck, knocking feed buckets over, slobbering on you or the truck door. But we kept her because she was Gilbert's and he loved her. We brought Ginger up to the barn to a smaller grass lot back in the summer so we could better tend to her as her health was starting to decline. The last couple of days she has been moving a little slower than usual and not feeling well. 8 years later after Gilbert passed away, Ginger passed away on the same date 1-1-2024. She looked as if she just laid down and passed away, which is how Gilbert would have wanted it. I thought that was a story worth sharing.