It’s that time of day again. We load up the family and head down the road a piece for some afternoon entertainment. No, you won’t find it listed in any T.V. guide. It’s better than any show. Yep, it’s time to feed our –  oops our neighbor’s calves.  These little guys are a hoot to watch. They see us and the race is on.  It’s range cube time! These little guys are crazy for them. Dusti has her favorite calf. It’s #8. I think the feeling is mutual. There’s something special between them. Feeding time ends  and it’s time to go home. We bid them good by and good night. We hold the promise for tomorrow to be back here, same time, same place with NO COMMERCIALS and I promise you no RERUNS.   Now if we can only teach these little guys to sit!