It seems like just yesterday he was a flutter in his mama's belly.
It was a cold jolt of reality to be born in the chilly March air.
Thank goodness for straw.
In the blink of an eye, he was racing his friends through the alley.
He ignored his mother's admonition to come back here right this instant, young man.
He just went ahead and grew up.
Who knew that calves and kids had so much in common?