Bessy arrived Saturday from the farm in Paris ME. She is caked in mud but otherwise fine. She weighs just 400 pounds apparently. I would have guessed 300 tops. But what do I know? She stood and stared during our visits for two days and only ate / drank when alone. Raych attempted to get her used to people companions by making herself small. She was able to get a few nose pats in. This morning Bessy is much less tense. She is eating more and drinking more. She was curious about the muck bucket and fork and came right over and sniffed them. I told her she will be amazed at what a great back-scratcher the plastic fork will make. She is not ready for that just yet. She did let me rub her neck and shoulder all through her breakfast of Opti-Calf grain. I was glad to see that she is not depressed today; this I judged when I brought the bucket of fresh water in and she kicked up her heels as she skittered off to the back of the stall. It seemed a lot like frolicking to me. Once she is halter broke she can go out and meet the sheep and run and play during her days. If there is anyone with experience introducing a calf to sheep I would love to hear your stories.