Some bad news this morning. Esprit had calved overnight but the calf was found dead this morning. A beautiful red heifer. Gucci was her name - she was named even before she was concieved. Esprit is so upset (though I think I am more). She had cleaned her up beautifully & had tried to get her to get up. I gave her a big cuddle and scratch, cried with her & we walked away from Gucci together. Paul will bury her this afternoon when he gets home. If only I knew what went wrong.... Oh, the joys of breeding.