And it wasn't your run-of-the-mill chocolates and flowers most mums find when they wake up that May morning.
It started out so normally with the school/preschool made presents, the offers of a cooked breakfast and offers of housework help.
Bang on dark the farmer returns and says. "Got a mothers Day present for you"!
He brought me home a beautiful little calf that had lost it's mother. The little one was done for a drink, but very strong.
I found a tin of sunshine milk in the back of my cupboard, so that was enough to tide the little one over until we bought a bag of calf pab the next morning. We named this one Bruiser, due to the strength and go in her.
It appeared that she wanted to live, and she is a fighter. She got a cough, we give penicillin for coughs, and she perked up no end!
She is a bit bigger now and is a beautiful heifer calf. She will always look "poddy", but survival is what we are looking for in a poddy.
We are lucky we found her.