Well, well, well we were all feeling a little fed up that all four of our dexter mums had boys (well thats what we thought!) and we'd have loved at least one girl.
So today we had the fun job of catching our last little bull to band him. (For the squeamish don't ask about banding!!)
So off we set prepared to do some running, I asked Lucy my wife to help me as I have a broken rib and don't really feel like rodeo wrestling!!
On catching him we aimlessly searched for his little bits (balls that is!).........no balls. When he/she was born we were sure it was a boy, clearly we still have a lot of learning to do!! "Lucy" I said "he's got no balls" what does this mean??? Well one of two things 1) this is a very rare case of a male calf without balls or 2) WE HAVE A GIRL!!!!
Well to say we are over the moon is an understatement.
All we need now is a name for her so its out of:
Poppy
Tula
Edith
Maggie or
Daisey
Please help us choose :)
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