It has been a few months since we brought Noelle down the hill for her weekend tryst. Ever since her walk of shame back up the hill, we have been playing the, "Is She or Isn't She" game. The wait and see approach is not working anymore. We just ordered our hopefully Mom-to-be some special organic (expensive) prenatal grain from Vermont. It would not be good if we end up spending close to $500 on fancy feed for a non-existent calf.
The husband wanted me to get her to pee on a stick, but there is nothing on the EPT box that says it works with Bovine hormones and I am not sticking my arm into that deluge.
Today I went out and performed a non-invasive prenatal check up. I rubbed and pressed on her underside in the hopes of feeling a little leg or a butt. All I felt was a very large, very hard belly, but she did seem to like the attention.
So, I have decided to photograph her every week to see if there really is a growing baby bump or if it is just wishful thinking on my part.
While I was photographing her today, I did notice that her teats are getting slightly bigger which makes me a little more confident in my assumption that she is with child. Yes, I did just post pictures of cow boobs.
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