She is mixture of Jersey and Holstein, but she is colored like a Jersey; she's bigger than most pure-bred Jerseys. She seems very healthy and lively.
Little Jodie was scared of me at first, so I had to get her in a corner, straddle her, and force the bottle into her mouth. Once she got a taste of milk replacer, though, she decided she liked me.
I wanted to name her after one of my favorite cows from the past: At first I was going to name her Mary, after my best-ever registered Jersey cow (who only presented me with heifer calves all her life). But Mary was a purebred, and this baby isn't.
So I thought of all the mongrel milk cows I've had in the past. There was Suzie, but no cow could live up to her reputation. There was Koko, but that isn't a fitting name for a light-colored cow.
Ah, but old Jodie, a half-Holstein, half-Angus cow we bought from my parents: now there was the perfect animal to use as a namesake. Jodie, the cow we sold to a neighbor who then kept getting out of their pasture and coming back home. Jodie, the cow who always started peeing when she let down her milk as I was milking her.
So Jodie it is. God willing, you'll be seeing a lot of her on this blog.