Hazel wasn’t sure she wanted to be a mother, so when little Murphy showed up, she just left him in the field and walked away.
Happily Maddy and Mike found him and knew just what to do
Maddy bottle-fed Murphy every four hours until he was old enough to learn to eat hay and rejoin the herd.
Murphy and Maddy bonded during his bottle feeding days.
Murphy, and Mac the farm dog, were almost the same size to begin with, and Mac attended most feedings, as well as spending time regularly in the barn during the day.
While others in the farm herd were not as tame, Murphy became used to human contact and missed Maddy deeply when she could no longer be there as often.
I went there to bottle feed Murphy sometimes . He was grateful for my company, but I could see his disappointment that I wasn’t Maddy.
