I knew when Raisa didn't meet me at the barn this morning that she had her baby. I went out earlier than usual because I had a feeling today was the day. Sure enough, there was a little black bundle on the ground. I must have gotten there shortly after the birth because he was still very wet and she hadn't passed the afterbirth. I wasn't sure what to expect from her or the baby since I've never been around new mother cows or calves. I was pretty sure she'd be ok with me touching the baby but still I was cautious. I didn't want to assume she'd be like my goats. We talked a while (yes, WE did). I gave her some scratches then got close to the baby with little reaction from her. Neither of them cared that I made a fuss over him. I saw very quickly that he was not a girl. And, yes, I'm sure this time. I checked more than once. I even held him in my lap. Check out this adorable face.
Like Raisa, he seems pretty long legged for a dexter.
We were gone most of today so I only got to spend an hour or 2 with them. I took Raisa buckets of water and some hay so she wouldn't have to leave him. She was still standing in the same place when we left 5 hours later. We went to see a Shakespeare play this afternoon - The Merry Wives Of Windsor, at the Blackfriars Playhouse. Maybe I should name him Windsor, Shakespeare or Blackfriar.
I've also considered Oscar, Stanley, Backus or Monk or.......
I'll get some more pictures of him tomorrow when he's dry.