I am seriously in love with these sweet Holstein calves on my friend's dairy farm.
Remember these cuties? Johanna, whom I had the pleasure of naming, and the Valentine boys, whom my tribe on Instagram named?
Yup, still sweeties.
Whiskers and eyelashes and freckles, oh my!
I still want to scoop them up in a big bear hug and bury my neck in their furry coat.
I doubt they'd get much enjoyment from that however, so I content myself with offering to bottle feed the babies whenever I can.
Sometimes the neighbor boys come over to help. They know a lot about cows and farms already, even though they do not live on one.
They are thoughtful and ask serious, grown-up questions and they listen intently to your answers.
Additional supporting staff at the farm include Gypsy, our Border Collie who prefers hanging out with cows at this farm than hanging out with turkeys at our farm...
And a number of barn cats like this one, Sam, the sweeties little cat you ever did meet.
And if you're curious what the "cockles of your heart" means, I found this from here:
The cockles of the heart are its ventricles, named by some in Latin as "cochleae cordis", from "cochlea" (snail), alluding to their shape. The saying means to warm and gratify one's deepest feelings.