9/47 Her! The self-appointed mother of the brood. First all calves are separated into a smaller pen. But what an uproar of bellows and "baas" takes place! My calves were all so very like one another in colour and markings that one was hardly distinguishable from another. The mothers can only recognize their hopeful offspring by their scent and by their "baa," although amongst 400 it must be rather a nice art to do so--400 different and distinct scents and 400 differently-pitched baas. |