Sometimes we have sick calves on the farm that we have to give medicine to as well. JD is carrying the doctor bag while dad is carrying the bottle.
This year we are lucky enough to have a calf to feed. Grandpa Keetch named him Andy. JD takes this job seriously. It is his chore and he enjoys doing it. We have a whistle that JD blows all the way to the barn so the calf is training to come to a whistle.
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