Little Joey has two mamas.
The calves are still a bit frightened of me, or maybe it's the dog who accompanies me to the fence. This little guy was curious about me and my strange clicking device, but he felt safe sandwiched between two mama cows.
This year I've only seen 10 cows and around 8 calves. Last year there were 12 cows, plus a bull. The bull must be an every other year thing. I know guys like that.