Last Wednesday, Tori, Gus and I came home around 6pm to a still-wet little calf out in the field.  Our last heifer finally calved, and it was a good sized bull calf.  The kids and I came in and got some towels because the wind was picking up and it was cool out.  We helped dry him off while his mother closely supervised.  It was neat for Tori to be able to help.  Shortly after he stood up and started nursing.  When it was getting dark and time to come in from the field, he couldn't walk that far.  It took both Jeff and I to lift him and bring him in to the pen.  Starlette, his mother, was eagerly looking for him, and has turned out to be a great mom.  The next day he went running and bucking out of the night pen, and now we can't even catch him.  No more new calves til next summer!