What are the odds?
That's what I wondered when Lowell and Jeremy said another of our Shorthorn cows had twins. We thought it unusual to have even one set of twins, given that the herd is small. An event like this boosts the birth rate – four cows have had six calves. Even our veterinarian was impressed.
These twins are a bull and heifer. He resembles his father, Big Al, with a roan coat of red and white. The little lady is smaller and a solid red like her mother.
All this means double trouble for Mom. She keeps a watchful eye over her calves, mooing softly when they stray too far away from her.
Sometimes they test Mom's patience. They are small enough to walk under the fence, so they stray from the pasture into the high grass along the field's edge to plop down for a nap. Then when Mom calls, they ignore her.
She stands at the fence, insistently mooing.
They stubbornly refuse to budge.
Eventually Mom wins, and they come back under the fence, where they get a quick sniffing-over and a few licks with her tongue.
The universal truth of mothers everywhere is funny to watch – when it's someone else's kid.
So many twins this year must be a good omen for double blessings for our family, too. Our daughter and son-in-law, Dawn and Kerry Yingling, are expecting twins in October!