Perfectly timed calf

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Two weeks ago (July 28th) my family was woken up before the sun had risen above the tree line. My oldest sister ran up to my room out of breath and said “there’s a calf!” And I was out of my bed and out the porch door so quickly even a cheetah couldn’t have beat me to the field. Scout was in the bottum corner of her pasture. The calf was perfect. Mostly black, with a few white spots. Her face is completely white.

We guessed she had been born just a few hours before we woke up. But Selah, the calf, was spotlessly cleaned and purely white.

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