This little guy is about three months old. He lost his momma at birth so he’s been fed two bottles a day all summer long until yesterday, that is. He is eating feed and grass just like a big boy should. But, when his friend got a bottle this morning and he didn’t, man oh man, was he a pouty little fellow! So much so that while I was feeding one of the others he grabbed hold of my thumb and ripped my skin right off with those little baby teeth. Ouch!